CYKA

Ryder, turn me up Hello, bitch, I got a 'K like I'm a Soviet Turn the lights off, push the button, kill the fucking switch Doing donuts with my hand upon the rubber grip Luger rounds with the blue up on the tip I'm a Wardog, boy I get your boy tossed, boy One false move will get you curb-stomped, boy Before you can even get your words off, boy Wanna start a war? Let's hit the boogaloo, boy Hello, сука, hello, сука Hello, сука, сука, блять-блядь Hello, сука, hello, сука Hello, сука, сука, блять-блядь .40 make a nigga act right, all you see is black smoke Like we smokin' crack pipes, hoppin' off the black bikes Shot him in the back twice Fucked your bitch last night Hit a lick last night, yeah, nigga, that's right Stomp niggas out in my new Balenci's Me and Zilly like Ren and Stimpy Two guns to your lungs, hit your kidneys Two drums on the gun, that's some titties Hello, bitch, hello, hello, bitch We got metal clips, we got metal clips Hello, сука, pray to Allah Spray up your car, pay us no mind Hello, сука, hello, сука Hello, сука, сука, блять-блядь Hello, сука, hello, сука Hello, сука, сука, блять-блядь Hello, сука, hello, сука Hello, сука, сука, блять-блядь Hello, сука, hello, сука Hello, сука, сука, блять-блядь