Lyrics

Like, What Graah Ahh Every opp shot What the fuck? Graah Whatchu gon' do, when my niggas pull up shake the room Hoppin' out of cars tryna let it boom, 65 MB go ku' Spin through start sweepin' niggas with the broom Like, these niggas they know what I do Had a .45 on me when I was in school I'm a demon they done let me loose 10 shots tryna put a nigga on the news All these niggas rookies, I'm a vet On bro niggas better show me some respect 'Cause if I'm feelin' disrespectful, 4-5 shots hit a nigga in his neck I'ma keep clickin' 'til there's nothin' left Like, we tryna be the cause of niggas deaths Super active throwin' up the set Still twistin' my fingers screamin' MBF All the 5's on go, like a li-po I mean what I said that shit wasn't no typo Bad bitch, BBL got lipos She said she wanna see what all the hype for Big knocks, lil knocks, yeah, I like those .380 on me go wherever I go Spin thru they block, mask on like Michael Shot's to his chest to see that nigga die slow Smokin opps I be steamin' and shit Love my knock, I ain't leavin' that bitch He tried to run but the Glock got a switch With the beam on the blick, how the fuck I'ma miss? Oh, he screamin' that EMS shit 'Til the EMS come and pick 'em up like a lift Big die O's, any Goon gettin' hit Like, I'm forever gonna be on that shit They like Kenzo Balla needa chill He always tryna spin and do a drill 'Cause they talkin' like they in the field But see, I really do this for real Big EBK, give a fuck how you feel Hollow tips, bald head, Lil Bill I'm tryna pop a nigga like a pill, like Bullets gon' spin a nigga like a wheel Ayo Rayy, let's spin thru the 8 We tryna leave a Gunna on his face Rundown gang, better pick up the pace Smokin on too many opps, I be laced I'm with TG, I'm with Chase Nigga fuck an attempt, we flock above the waist Big die 4's, nigga nobody safe 5's on top, every opp get erased Whatchu gon' do, when my niggas pull up shake the room Hoppin' outta cars tryna let it boom, 65 MB go ku Spin thru start sweepin' niggas with the broom Like, these niggas they know what I do Had a .45 on me when I was in school I'm a demon they done let me loose 10 shots tryna put a nigga on the news All these niggas rookies, I'ma vet On bro niggas better show me some respect 'Cause if I'm feelin' disrespectful, 4-5 shots hit a nigga in his neck I'ma keep clickin' 'til there's nun left Like, we tryna be the cause of niggas deaths Super active, throwin' up the set Still twistin' my fingers screamin' MBF Graah Graah, Graah boom Like, What Ah What the fuck Mr. Ready to blitz(Ah)
Writer(s): Treyvon Jackson, Frank Weisman, Silas Cash Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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