Lyrics
They turned tough out the blue, i know they true colors
Bro ah shoot and really sleep shit but he don't use covers
Muhfuckas backwards, talk a lot but don't do nothing
Say it's smoke till they end up dead, **** too funny
Bro said i gotta move around if **** move funny
Hollows in the 40 ain't depressed they going through something
Long as blick with me ion give a fuck bout who coming
MIA full of camera mans tryna shoot something
That boy been dead and you ain't did shit about it
They mad for shit i been said and ain't did shit to me
**** fold up from peer pressure cause they pure pussy
Bro ah pit with that fully he a real bully
I only smoke dead **** i can't match no cookie
Bitch it's us vs them? we can match em up
He smoke them? i smoke him we can match em up
Boy can't get his ass back up they ain't back em up
Stupid ass **** tryna pull up with a wack ass jumper
Trigger finger itching but i ah thump yo ass with that thumper
Don't be with yo buddy ass when i come with that thunder
We got they drop from somebody they wouldn't even wonder
They be dying all year round it ain't just the Summer
They be dying in the Winter it be like the Summer
Bitch got me fed up she think i'm finna cuff her
It's ironic i ah catch em in the car then get to bussing
If we bump into them **** it's gone be a bummer
Popping out with the Reaper giving repercussions
In all black out the blue they ain't see me coming
**** non factors tryna jump up in the beef for nothing
Fuck a ride, if bro pull up then he leaving something
Gang hip, if **** switch we bout seen it coming
Muhfuckas capping like they tweakers, they ain't tweaking nothing
Bro ah take yo life with the steal like a thief or something
Try me you gone get yo ass blew like some weed or something
Try me **** if i was you i wouldn't try myself
Pop out yo bushes like "poof" you gone die yourself
All by yourself I'll pop yo bitch ass all by myself
They said that shit burnt out watch me try myself
Shit if you think I got that blick then you right as hell
Bitch want all of me, but I'm out myself
I don't need no fucking gang i ah pop out myself
I doubt these **** hardbody I don't doubt myself
**** burnt the fuck out they need to out theyself
Written by: GRINDHARD REROCK, MIA Ghost
