Lyrics Let It Sing - Caal Vo

(Surfgang bitch) Yeah, yeah, ay
Off this yerk, got me itchin' (Yeah, ooh)
Off this yerk, got me itchin' (You're fuckin' with Shoku Radio)
Think I'm on a mission
He on the block, so we bent it (Yeah)
Light it up like Christmas (Ooh)
Ay ay, yeah, ay
Yeah we used to pray for better days
Got it out the mud, tears down my face
They gave my bro five for the case, damn
He'll be okay
Pour Wockhardt in my lemonade
We in the streets like everyday
We in the streets its just a phase
Yeah, This beat so hard just let it sing
Glock on me, I let it sing (Skrt skrt ay)
I spent some rackys on a ring
Now you can see we in the gain
Like EA Sports, we in the game, yeah (Ay)
Yeah, ay, ay
Now I'm playin' this game, no I can't fold
My brothers locked, no I ain't told
Cant come to my city, gotta pay that toll
She wanna fuck, I'm on the road
I'm off this molly, I'm on a roll
My heart not silver, my heart gold
Gang, gang
I ain't seen my pops that nigga dead
He left all the tools in the back of the shed
Kiss all my hoes in the sled
She wanna fuck leave her on read
I think he 12, yeah he fed
Can't eat with me, I think he fed (Uh)
Let's slide
Slide outside, we ready to ride
You know the drill man, ride or die
Ride for each other man, side by side
Ride for my niggas we be seated on the aisle
I be with the gang, real family ties
Pour them drinks, have a couple of limes
Sniff a couple of lines cause a lot on my mind
A lot on my head man, I can't deny
Like, shorty is you really gone ride?
Is you really gone ride, man, is you really mine?
Is you really mine, cause you look so fine?
You look so fine, I just wanna get behind
Be with the gang, gang stay with the heater
Keep that thing with a nine-millimeter
Hear that thing then clear the perimeter
Yeah, yeah, ay
Off this yerk, got me itchin' (Yeah, ooh)
Off this yerk, got me itchin' (Ay)
Think I'm on a mission
He on the block, so we bent it (Yeah)
Light it up like Christmas (Ooh)
Ay ay, yeah, ay
Yeah we used to pray for better days
Got it out the mud, tears down my face