East Side Orkhestra

Ayy, ****, hmm

Huh, get off me, huh

Ayy, FK, mm, uh

Huh, ah, ayy, uh, ****, ****

Walk him outta here

Uh, crank that **** up, walk him outta here, uh

****, get him outta here

Huh, crank that **** up, ayy

Boy

Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh

Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh

Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her

I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh

Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh

Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh

But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh

This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh

Go that cappin'-ass **** with another lie, huh

There go that cappin'-ass **** with another lie, huh

With his lame-ass bitch, don't know nothin' right

Still 'bout to fuck her, but this yerc' ain't got me nuttin' right

Like, ayy, bitch, go'n eat the dick, take the cake, bitch

But I ain't stayin', right back to the streets, take a break, bitch

Huh, yeah, lover and a fighter, I like gun violence

Huh, huh, real gang member, I keep blood by me

Gang, huh, hit him in his shit, now it's blood by him, huh, huh

Hit him in his dome, now it's blood on it

Huh, keep somethin' on me

We ain't doin' no shows at least it's one on me, unless it's one on me

Huh, we don't trust security or the club owners

Huh, make us fuck this bitch up, I'll put a dub on it

Huh, it's a couple of 'em, huh, put a hundred on 'em

Huh, rich-ass **** off the East, I got money now

Spray your car, you don't play it smart, pull a dummy out

Huh, caught this bitch from my high school, a junkie now

Huh, **** used to be the man, he a flunky now

Huh, **** used to be a bully, I'll punk him now

Huh, I ain't never got bullied, I'll punch you out

Huh, I ain't never got bullied, woulda punched you out

Still will, got the strap in Pontiac, no Ill Will

Thrill pills, that's them RPs, make me windmill

Pull up windchill when this AR hit your windshield

Fleein' with Phil in the field, how I can't feel?

Hit a **** like Nick Perry, make it seem real

Big ape, smack a bitch face, naw, I don't hit the hoes

Big ape, you a disgrace, get you killed, though

Huh, DM your grandma, tell that bitch she gon' get feeled on

I just left her house, huh, that's why her strip gone

Huh, she ain't gon' tell you the real reason why her hip gone

Ayy, boy, your bitch fat, she ain't big boned

Ayy, boy, if it's that, I'll put the blitz on it

I ain't good at makin' diss songs, it be personal, huh

I want the best for my ****, I want the worst for them

Huh, sign me up for that smoke, I'ma be the first to get 'em, huh

The only reason I woke up just be to hurt a ****, huh

We got digits, we got hundreds, we got thirties with us

Free kill, huh, clean kill for a dirty ****

Huh, I fucked his auntie 'cause the old bitch was flirtin' with me

Huh, I got that cutter on me right now, do surgery with it

Huh, pocket knife on my right pocket, I'll cut you with it

Better teach a lil' **** how to mind your motherfuckin' business

I'll set a record in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness

I'll sip the Wocky in this bitch 'cause I don't fuck with Guinness

Huh, you a lame with that shot, huh, Jeff McInnis

Send him home bottom of the ninth, ain't no extra innings

Huh, I don't never do too much with no extra bitches

Huh, I was movin' weight during the race, I'ma flex the finish

Huh, drop a **** in front of his team, impress the benches

Shoot whoever was seen, selective interest

Huh, teach a **** anything like I mess with Pinterest

**** playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences

**** playin' both sides of the gate, I'ma shake the fences

Then shoot him in his shit when he fall, huh

Your brothers turnt, you ain't shit, Gelo Ball, huh, huh

I just smoked a pussy **** with my dog, huh

He ain't leap, I shot his legs off the log (Yeah)

Good aim, knocked the head off that frog, huh

Huh, huh, fuck is you carryin'?

Huh, **** shoot that bitch funny, Shawn Marion

Huh, huh, you be with the white people, Aryan

Uh, you be with everybody, it's varyin'

Coulda gave up when I had no help, but I ain't bury it

I ain't Calvin Johnson, they gon' have to bury it

See, I was ready for that shit you gotta endure in Detroit, huh

Go through in Detroit, huh, hear that shit in my voice, mhm, duh

Your lil' sister gay as hell, she a carpet muncher, huh

Met the ho last night, me and my bitch fucked her, huh

Said she wanted to take a Perc', yeah, my bitch drugged her

I knew it was about to happen soon as my bitch hugged her, huh

Nah, enough of that, huh, I'm always fuckin' rats, huh

Lil' hood pussy love when I be bomin' back, huh

But I be focused on my mud, where my cup at? Huh

This Sprite ain't dark enough, add another line, huh