Intro Part 2

Ayy let me hear that ho Jeff This the Intro Beat By Jeff This the 2, been overdue Bruh, I'm ranked uno AK with me, new money gang Kel with me, turn up Rank one, yeah, ayy, ayy Play with that youngin, that nigga gon' bomb Run up that sack, give that shit to my mom Plugged in with the fashion, this shit came from Tom I came from the mud, this shit took some time I remix the drank and serve it like he blind Put dick in your bitch, that lil bitch be cryin' I still go the past like I press rewind Give me that head, baby come with your mind Too many bustdown, make them hoes wait in line We know you broke lil bitch, you just fine And I went up like a balloon The pack is sealed like a cocoon I'm a young ass nigga, I'm a young tycoon We hunt them niggas, they life gon' be doomed I left that bitch, she ain't match my speed I'm a star, walk in the club, no ID She love me, eat me, P-I-E If you try to jack you gon' D-I-E We took his gas, left his ass on E Brand new glizzy, I got it from D I'm full of that drank, pull over, gotta pee I come with the draco, I heard it had peas You don't know how to shoot, boy go to the gun range Big bad wolf, I let my nuts hang Come to PE, we gon' shoot through your Mustang White red Hellcat, it's like a candy cane Stop callin' my phone Your bitch got wet, had to put up some cones My hair really nappy, I need me a comb Spin a bin, put six in his dome Bitch drop off the package and then get it gone My ears keep poppin', you know that I flown Why they sayin' glocky? these fuck niggas clones Read through your bitch like Junie B. Jones Touchdown ooh, Julio Jones Mafia shit like Al Capone You don't come around 'cause you know that you told Droppin' off pints, had to go on the road I sit down and go out to eat Smokin' big woods on the penthouse balcony We in the field but don't got no cleats I keep a K 'cause these fuck niggas after me I know that I make these fuck niggas jealous Ain't worried 'bout shit, we gon' blow like propellers We be talkin' cut-throat, don't send letters We takin' bread so please don't let us Your bitch smokin' cigarettes, that bitch stressin' My bitch wear LV, we livin' blessed I'm back on that fuck shit, you know the rest You come off some tough shit, we takin' your breath The left ain't feel right, killed him and left I'm sippin' good off the top of the shelf I'm top tier Lil brother the devil, he don't have fears We seekin' revenge, we don't shed tears Pull up to your spot, we killin' our peers We pull up and shoot like the old Paul Pierce It's a jugg on the way, let me know when you here Thank God I'm the man, they gon' come from the rear We made the crash like they drivin' off beer We took all the shit and ran off on them queers Yeah, back at it nigga Hah, back at it but your ho a crack addict, hah Yeah, new money, gang gang, yeah Ayy let me hear that ho Jeff