631 Makes Me Lyrics – ZillaKami

Yung Germ!

In the field, is you gonna hold it down
Or is you gonna squeal?
Told my bigger brother
Fu*k with me and we gone touch a mill'
Blood ties, you gone get with this
We'll see who's really real
My doggy,  is you really gonna bleed for me?
I'm a rider for nobody, leave for me

Day-ones been tryna switch
Their motherfu*king team on me
Shotty through his head
I got his dreams on me
Little Reggie died up in that
He was leaved on me
Now I don't do apologies
We gone get you back
Turn your town to white tees
And coffin Cadillacs
Spin your block in broad day
At night we spin it back
Then we leave before
I call in the gunship

I make sh!t to raise the city's crime rates
631, we get it done, that's just how crime pays
I get drugs and flip 'em at a higher rate
631, dawg, danging 'til my die day

I make sh!t to raise the city's crime rates
631, we get it done, that's just how crime pays
I get drugs and flip 'em at a higher rate
631, dawg, danging 'til my die day