Yesterday Lyrics - Fmb Dz

I'ma knock a nigga off if they play with cider 

Nigga play with that dime gotta I'm a fan of chopper 

A nigga get out of line I'ma pop his head 

Miss cool side by side looking like rock and red 

Each end we drop the fan in a rock and rive 

Nigga if you ever disrespect my squad then you 'bout to die 

Even if I speak fast I never told a lie 

I hit a nigga block wise well we gonna leave it dry 

I'ma red is he a blue we like double dragons 

He drop the douce I drop the douce we fuck the couple batwings 

Just made 20 while I'm counting on my last win ask him 

If I compare twins than we passed it 

I'm a whole good at doing Molly dip and dabble 

So much money in my jeans that's why I saggle 

Money having that's why we got the bitches dip and dabbling 

There ain't no grabbling we got sticks in move packages 

I fuck with sandwiches me and my niggas here think activism 

Walk in the club with that poke he ain't checking us 

The Whitehouse off that blow they attacking us 

Just got 'em going on that role it's miraculous 

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Say that's 20 for 'em blues that you found yesterday 

Hell yeah I got 'em now 'bout to send 'em out the way 

When my dog call we go throw a hood doctor Jay 

If a nigga get out of line he gonna loose his life today 

Set a line said I'm drunk now perch to their face 

Put a stock on a chop take the jerk out the cake 

Look take it too long extra work for my wait 

Turn around stay this day I put sixty in my safe 

Another fifty came and I had to put in the bank 

My niggas smoke just walk down got a bag full of drank 

Make a nigga bay mama snorting cocaine 

Landtop ass so good started soul train land me 

I stick I got no thirty so you knew that I ain't mad 

All these diamonds on that nigga fuck around and go blind 

Nigga try and reach for mine we goin' see what's on your mind 

How these niggas had they hairy and that jury in the pond 

All these niggas got 'em bustle like we on our way to prom 

Is this scuba and a dime we be 75 a line 

Let my foe five became my drink out with wine 

Yeah Scooby left his chopper but I still rock with mine 

Let a hand on a dime you goin' die while you trying 

And no nigga ever impressed me if they told you that they lying 

And a sip as best a pop for away you will get dropped 

Or talk with that black burn messy with a trop 

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Say it's 20 with 'em blues that you found yesterday 

Hell yeah I got 'em now I'm 'bout to send 'em out the way 

When my dog call we go throw a hood doctor Jay 

If a nigga get out of line he gonna loose his life today