Alright - Sada Baby

It’s alright

It’s alright

Count another thousand, it’s alright

Count another thousand, it’s alright

It’s alright

It’s alright

Count another band, it’s alright

Count another band, it’s alright

Cooking up the dope, it’s alright

Fuck another hoe, it’s alright

Cook some dope, it’s alright

Flip a 'bow, it’s alright

Hey

It’s alright

Count another band, it’s alright

2 more bands, it’s alright

2 more bands, it’s alright

DT we gone be good, ain’t we

Top side gone get us out the hood, ain’t it

Fat Mack keep him a pint, don’t he

Tay blood a take a nigga life, won’t he

Pin den a fuck a nigga wife, won’t he

Red got some white on him

Feel like fighting no more

Red beam right em

81 like Kobe

Strapped up, dike on em

Run through the lights on em

7 mile and Van Dyke

With onions, felling like the coney

Cook a nigga, rice-a-roni

Busting with these diamonds on me

Nigga waisting time

Don’t cross that line, I’ll shoot that lining off you

Halo tips sliding off you

Skuba Steve

Diving off a mountain in narcotics

Work compression, get robotics

All my niggas alcoholics

So we still a get the tripping whipping bands on us, can’t call it

50 racks in my closet

Selling slabs

No deposits

Through your rent, and we run it

I don’t think my shit stink

Yeah, dat way nigga

Hit yo bitch from behind, she got a back ache nigga

Lactaid nigga

When I get that pack in, dumb ass

Put a 3 on it

If I don’t they gone OD on it

Dying from work

We got fiends dying from raw

Dying from a call

If we hear you lie to the law

Family and all

It’s alright, we racking ARs

She stuff the in her BK draws

Ughhhh

They mad cause the shit we rap real, ain’t they

Oh it’s that normal ass hater, ain’t it

Ain’t it

Aye

It’s a problem, ain’t it

My niggas mobbing, ain’t we

Yo niggas squating, ain’t they

You think you got it, don’t you

You know we got it, don’t you

Drop a body, choppa sliding out the town and country

Hell yeah

Elvis, best white

You seen the smell, yeah

Tell them

We got big guns a held them

Kill dem

Fuck a bitch, throw her off the building

Hell yeah

I just cook some dope up with my band man

It’s alright

It’s alright

It’s alright

Them niggas that you see with me, they hit the lights

Hey, it’s alright

Bitch, it’s alright

Count another band, it’s alright

Count another band, it’s alright

Hey, it’s alright

Cooking up the dope, it’s alright

Fuck another hoe, it’s alright

Cook some dope, it’s alright

It’s alright

It’s alright, it’s alright

Flip a 'bow, it’s alright

Count some bands, it’s alright