Somebody's Son

Shh, shh Sho, sho, sho, you know AB in the building serving shit O way or no way Get right, get left or get stretched Free the drillers ten times, you know (H1K made this) 'Fess up or get a chest up Wear your vest cuz You know, sho Gang Ay, who's that? (Who's that?) Pass me the smoke, let me tooz that (tooz that) Big rambizy by my side, fuck his Canada Goose Man, I'll rip right through that (woosh) The way I swing my blade on the mains got civilians shocked All eyes on my like 2Pac He tried run, but he wouldn't get far, and I knew that Caught up and crashed that quick, send that to the Gulag (sho) I could've never been a punk on my block If I was, you can tell from my aura (yeah) I could never be wet like somebody's daughter Shit goes left when I swing my bora (you know) He tried this man couple years back When I seen him in the yard though, somethin' got drawn up (yeah) He must've thought the past was the past when I saw him cah he froze up I don't know what you thought cuz Mind yourself when you see my ones We don't sleep on vio's, fuck bygones You don't have no strap? Better go buy one Better go hire one cah I got my one Don't tell me that you got bare guns when they're catching dust Likkle man, better go sky some How you beat one corn? Better go buy some We don't street fight 'round here, fuck Bison I'm on the opp block, and I'm locked and loaded Tryna bun somebody's son (somebody's son) One day, I nearly head top somebody's son (somebody's son) Then bro, went back and whacked somebody's son Before I ever brought a wap on the block I used to go around there and beat somebody's gun (brr, bow) Man do it like golf, put a hole in one (sho) One shot, gunshot, put a hole in a punk (gang, gang) I'm on the opp block, and I'm locked and loaded Tryna bun somebody's son (somebody's son) One day, I nearly head top somebody's son (somebody's son) Then bro, went back and whacked somebody's son (shout, shout) Before I ever brought a wap on the block I used to go around there and beat somebody's gun (sho) Man do it like golf, put a hole in one One shot, gunshot, got a hole in the punk (gang, gang) (Sho) fuck a fist fight ting, I ain't Mike Tyson, I ain't fist fighting Worked with my shank, I'm a real viking Somebody gonna leak if I swing my ting True slap, that I gave him, it slid right in You could never try fit these shoes I'm in No cap, made a ting crash like lightning Swing my shank like Samurai Jack, dicing Who's next? Who's next? Someone tell me who's next? Who's vexed, gangs filled to the right and my left When I'm getting jiggy-jiggy, let me do my jiggy-jiggy You don't wanna disturb me, you could get kweffed You don't wanna give chat and not back that Cah we're pulling up pronto, you'll hear "bap, bap" We don't bring no phones when we go slap that Them pricks do ride outs on Snapchat Cali' weed in my lungs everyday Man bill it up, star dogs killing us, opp block drill it up Big hand tings on my block, man fill it up Anything I see 'round there, man lift it up If it ain't a .44 long then it's ten I slap from the .9 then it's six, he's picking up Five been touched, no get back, give it up How is he bad when the mandem hit him up? I'm on the opp block, and I'm locked and loaded Tryna bun somebody's son (brrr-bow, sho) One day, I nearly head top somebody's son (somebody's son) Then bro, went back and whacked somebody's son (brrr-bow, sho-sho) Before I ever brought a wap on the block I used to go around there and beat somebody's gun (sho-sho) Man do it like golf, put a hole in one One shot, gunshot, put a hole in the punk (gang, gang) I'm on the opp block, and I'm locked and loaded Tryna bun somebody's son (somebody's son) One day, I nearly head top somebody's son (somebody's son) Then bro, went back and whacked somebody's son (brr, bow-bow) Before I ever brought a wap on the block I used to go around there and beat somebody's gun (sho) Man do it like golf, put a hole in one One shot, gunshot, put a hole in the punk (put a hole in the punk) (H1K made this)