Family Not A Group - Hit-Boy/SOB X RBE
Lyrics by：Chauncey Hollis/Jabbar Brown Jr/Juwon Lee/Wayman Barrow Jr
Composed by：Chauncey Hollis/Jabbar Brown Jr/Juwon Lee/Wayman Barrow Jr
Drug addicts
Drug addicts
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Freed the b***h keep the stick
Peep the drip b***h I'm rich ayy
Thirty stick fifty stick
Drums and s**t we thunder s**t ayy
N***a who is you ayy
Family not a group ayy
Ridin' with this tool couple n***as I'm tryna shoot ayy
Still with the s**t and I barely miss
And if this rap s**t don't work
Then it's back to hittin' licks
B***h I stay with it every day with it
I'm a side n***a I be main hitting
My bro f**ked my b***h but I ain't tripping
We hit all these hoes we don't claim b***hes Nope
Throwin' C's up Gang
But I ain't cripping Gang
You's a b***h you's a p***y n***a same difference
Foreign lane changin' Gang
Hellcat lane switching Skrrt
Waitin' for that mil' like it's Thanksgiving
You can't name a beat that I ain't ripping Nope
'96 Bulls but I ain't Pippen Jordan
We got big choppers y'all got little Glocks
Y'all some lil' n***as b***h we play different Nerd
VVS diamonds all my chains hitting
You can't name a whip that this chop ain't flipping
Actin' like you pimpin' n***a you be simping
Ten bands or better or I don't wanna kick it b***h
B***h b***h b***h
Freed the b***h keep the stick
Peep the drip b***h I'm rich ayy
Thirty stick fifty stick
Drums and s**t we thunder s**t ayy
N***a who is you ayy
Family not a group ayy
Ridin' with this tool couple n***as I'm tryna shoot ayy
Still with the s**t and I barely miss
And if this rap s**t don't work
Then it's back to hittin' licks
Coke white buffs these hoes fresher than a ninth grader
Feel like Maino when I'm in my city I'm like Hi hater
And I been cheatin' on my forty me and nine laid up
Nina put the opps in the bed that y'all mind made of
B***h and all my n***as demons still hope God save us
We got guns big as Godzilla get your block ate up
And we gon' have to shoot it out if them
Cops raid us
Always talking about what you spent what you got saved up
Did a f**k if we did it y'all better not blame us
I remain the same through this s**t how can y'all change up
Bro getting cussed out by his b***h
I hope dawg hang up
If we go down then that's that
Won't let the law break us
I can make a faithful b***h cheat off the whistle
I just wanna ball I ain't picking up my dribble
Touch down in your city all I need me is a pistol
Thinkin' you take what's mine
N***a must be off the crystal b***h
B***h b***h b***h
Freed the b***h keep the stick
Peep the drip b***h I'm rich ayy
Thirty stick fifty stick
Drums and s**t we thunder s**t ayy
N***a who is you ayy
Family not a group ayy
Ridin' with this tool couple n***as I'm tryna shoot ayy
Still with the s**t and I barely miss
And if this rap s**t don't work
Then it's back to hittin' licks
