Hell Yeah (feat. Tee Grizzley)

('Mano) (OG Parker) yeah Upscale hotel, I just walked in with a ratchet And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me, 'cause they ain't pick up her baggage She trippin', wonder why all the real niggas keep dyin', 'cause these fuck niggas missin' And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of these slut hoes, 'cause these fuck niggas dickin' Look, hell yeah, bitch, you fuckin' right I got my pistol with me Hell yeah, we ain't got time to fight, got a lil' hitter with me (yeah) Fuck no, can't fall for the trick, bitch, you fake independent Fuck no, won't hop in the game unless I'm tryna win it I can't sleep at all when I'm deep in beef, I gotta clear that shit Can't get set up at all, you set me up, then I gotta kill that bitch Dreaded up, I should get some wicks, gon' murk you and whoever you wit' And can't e'rybody go with me, when I'm goin' to hit a lick, yeah I might leave some shit there, I come from the bricks, yeah You just come to give me head, you ain't layin' in my bed Get that top, then hit the road, no, I can't go up the road I'll never sell my soul, done seen lotta niggas fold Seen a lotta nigga change when they get behind 'em chains They say they fuckin' mama name just not to be the one to blame You know you better have some motherfuckin' aim, boy 'Cause them lil' niggas, they can't wait to bust your brain, boy, yeah Upscale hotel, I just walked in with a ratchet And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me 'cause they ain't pick up her baggage She trippin', wonder why all the real niggas keep dyin', 'cause these fuck niggas missin' And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of these slut hoes 'cause these fuck niggas dickin' Look, hell yeah, bitch, you fuckin' right I got my pistol with me Hell yeah, we ain't got time to fight, got a lil' hitter with me (yeah) Fuck no, can't fall for the trick, bitch, you fake independent Fuck no, won't hop in the game unless I'm tryna win it (oh, yeah) Question asked, we shh-shh, catch 'em slippin', frrt, frrt (bah) Shoot it 'til it click-click (niggas really bitches) Play, we gon' fuck up yo' day and post outside yo' mama house Slide for me, I'll slide for you, you go to jail, I'll bond you out (we get you out of there) These niggas know who not to fuck with, we be clutchin' buttons (brrt) These niggas, they got me disgusted, way too much dick suckin' (hoes) These bitches know they can't get nothin' but a hard time You see how these pointers shine, bitch, that come from hard grind Still trappin', still active, can't help it, that's how we live Can't fuck with you if you ratted, free my niggas doin' bids (real) Get the addy, we gon' catch 'em, killers gon' ride past his crib Call the AR girl fight, them choppa shots knock off his wig (yeah) Upscale hotel, I just walked in with a ratchet And lil' freak bitch wanna walk in with me 'cause they ain't pick up her baggage She trippin', wonder why all the real niggas keep dyin', 'cause these fuck niggas missin' And that's why I ain't tryna pick none of these lil' hoes, 'cause these fuck niggas dickin' Look, hell yeah, bitch, you fuckin' right I got my pistol with me Hell yeah, we ain't got time to fight, got a lil' hitter with me (yeah) Fuck no, can't fall for the trick, bitch, you fake independent Fuck no, won't hop in the game unless I'm tryna win it