Lyrics Vacate (feat. BlockBabyJb) - BAK Jay

(Mmm slidin in today)
(Aye I ask my bro what we slidin in today)
Haha
(I see a opp car coming down Hemphill)
(Aye get his ass)
(BAK)
I ask my bro what we sliding in today
When I'm finna bust get tf out my way
Ain't no nigga I trust know I'm anything k
If u trynna get rich do ts everyday
Gotta slimey lil bitch I'll lay if she play
We be ridin wit sticks otw to the H
I'll shut this bitch down everybody vacate
But im trynna stay low got the feds on my case (Feds on my ass)
I see a opp car coming down Hemphill
It's alr hit up we give it a refill
Sippin on good wock bro gone off 3 pills
Why is u mad at me I hit like 3 years (got damn)
Ago
Them young niggas green yeah them demons on go
Imma fein for them racks u can call me a roach
Gotta beem it's attached and it's aimed at his throat (boom boom)
5 percent skied up know how we roll
5 percent skied up make em crack a pose
Tell em free switch god he wipe yo nose
Put his ass inna toaster leave em burnt like some roast
Smell like gas that's the odor when I walk through the door
He a rat all over can't go for the trolls
She ain't bad ion want her I'll leave her ass ghost
Riding just me and my bros
Trynna go get us some loads
I ask my bro what we sliding in today
When I'm finna bust get tf out my way
Ain't no nigga I trust know I'm anything k
If u trynna get rich do ts everyday
Gotta slimey lil bitch I'll lay if she play
We be ridin wit sticks otw to the H
I'll shut this bitch down everybody vacate
But im trynna stay low got the feds on my case
Trynna stay low but im ridin with this drac tucked (Aye)
I been stuck in the trap ian got time to lay up (Trap)
See me in person I really don't say much (Really don't say much)
But I really get active when I let that k bust (Glahhh)
Got pounds in the back so the laws gotta chase us (Gotta chase us)
200 the dash imma drive like a racer (skirt)
Bust down chain having ice like a glacier (Bust down chain)
You can reach for this bitch
Get sent to your maker (Don't reach for my chain)
Trap house jumping it look like a kick back (Trap house jumping)
Pound missing grams so that shi getting sent back (The fuck)
We took yo gun boy come get yo shit back (Come get your shit back)
Pull up on bull shi
Might get yo shi clapped (Might get your shit clapped)
But it's back to the paper (Back to the paper)
Know that I'm having it
Bowls outta town for the low and I'm grabbing em (Aye aye)
Outta town play pull up imma tax em (Know imma tax em)
And it's still fuck 12 free the bros out the county (Fuck 12)
I ask my bro what we sliding in today
When I'm finna bust get tf out my way
Ain't no nigga I trust know I'm anything k
If u trynna get rich do ts everyday
Gotta slimey lil bitch I'll lay if she play
We be ridin wit sticks otw to the H
I'll shut this bitch down everybody vacate
But im trynna stay low got the feds on my case