No Suburban [ReMix]

[Produced by AXL]

[Hook: Ace Numbafive]
If you see us and we lurking
Say your prayers and close the curtains
Hollows hit him
Know he hurting
Shell cases on the surface
He had his glizzy but he nervous
Lord forgive me, he deserve it
Leave his body where the curb is
Now he laying where the dirt is

[Verse 1: Ace Numbafive]
Opps talking hot
They ain't keeping up
40 in the spot
How we sweep 'em up
L.A. Clippers in spots
How they D'ing up
Walk up on 'em
Shells top
Watch it heat him up
For the gang
I be spazzing out
Me and Rah Macc
Make drills that we don't have to brag about
Bad connection
He lagging out
44, bulldog
Like It's over we backing out
Grab the grip and we going
Call up Yahdee, he toting
Twist point and we on 'em
If I blow
Then he blowing
He gon' cover my 6
If he see I'm reloading
Pop a pill for the drill
But I'm thinking it's pointless
The opps ain't gon' blow back
They gon' run and I know that
But if we get the chance
Trey pound push his skull back

[Verse 2: Twist]
Ace like
Twist don't stop at killing
You gotta go kill him
You know the locs from the city
I killed him with Jezz
My cuhz, he a maniac
Never show love
Never show no pity
Linked up with some savages
Sending me snaps
My boy got a glizzy with brand news in it
Linked up with some savages
Sending me snaps
My boy got a glizzy with brand news in it
I'm sliding with Ice
Boy, you see how we living
We cripping
No time for the extra shit
We really be wrecking shit
I advice you go correct your shit
Referee check your shit
And your bitch?
She necking it
She seen the piece
No EBT, she want the benefits
I don't check no messages
Ain't talking money
Still got the plug number for medicine
Money earned, Ima spend it
Masi truck, got it rented
4 doors, windows tinted
When I slide, you don't know who in it
No we don't spin in no Suburbans
Uber drivers be too nervous, worthless
The pocket rocket leave 'em stained
But guaranteed
The AR leaving him shirtless
Skurt on the checkpoint
Now I got the boys vex
Got my Loc riding shotgun
He a hot one
Leave you hot ones
Til you drop son
Only thing breathing is the holes in the tech
My TEC gotta cool, kid
Feel like the cool kid
Word to crip
Don't wanna use it
Cause if I come shoot shit
Your life?
You lose it
Shit hit you like a Hadouken
I move so exclusive
Bitches intrusive
Playing both sides
Get you snoozed bitch
Finish line
I run through shit
My fist, I use it
Lil treesh, you could get it too
Get your brother
What he finna do?
Say he wanna shoot it?
Oh that's cool
I must got a mistake then
Pull-up AKs and faces
He was just playing
Niggas watch
Niggas lurk
Couple of his guys on a shirt
They tried bending blocks with a...
Tried sending shots with a...
Look, we don't tell the cops
We come searching
We keep different chops
Call it surgeon
Once we hear it's static
We surging
Fuck the web
We linking for certain
Shoutout all the 3rds moving
GSC, no recruiting
Navy seal I be cruising
In the streets while they snoozing
Need the X6 or the [?]
Y'all niggas do hits outta hoopties
Missing, I heard them laughing
Shoot straight bricks
Oh y'all niggas Shaq-ing
That's why all my niggas know that:

[Bridge: Twist]
We don't spin in no Suburbans
Uber drivers be too nervous
The pocket rocket leave 'em stained
Guarantee the AR leaving him shirtless
We don't spin in no Suburbans
Uber drivers be too nervous
The pocket rocket leave 'em stained
Guarantee the AR leaving him shirtless

[Hook: Ace Numbafive]
If you see us and we lurking
Say your prayers and close the curtains
Hollows hit him
Know he hurting
Shell cases on the surface
He had his glizzy but he nervous
Lord forgive me, he deserve it
Leave his body where the curb is
Now he laying where the dirt is