(Sheff G) Yo, tune in, tune in, tune in, tune into this, niggas fake disrespect, look, look, niggas fake disrespect, niggas fake disrespect today, everybody tunie in to this, this is too much now
(Intro- Yung Jay)
Smoking dead opps with the set
Run up on em' wit a blixky leave em' sticky
Tell that lil nigga im a vet
Yeah, I'm rootin' and I tell him come and get me
We be doing that the best
Show a nigga real disrespect
Face shot, you don't need a vest
(Verse 1- Yung Jay)
We gon put him down, leave em' stretched
Run up on an opp, let it flop, let em' bullets slide thru his neck
We got hella guap, when we at the top, gettin' pussy niggas upset
Hop up to the opp, watch his body drop, leave an opp fuck nigga dead
Put the chop to a nigga head
Throw a hunnid shots, put him in the bed
We gon' run up on em' , put a gun up on him, bullets flying fast for the bread
Maserati hella fast when we flag
Pull him, hit the gas if he dead
Spin him, put the black flag on that head
Issa man down when we bend
You could get shot now for ya mend
(Verse 2- Yung Jay)
Cruisin we lurkin and spinnin, just us in ya lobby, we finna hit anybody
ABGS, We them demons, we catch ya, we squeeze ya, just know its gon' be a body
Follow em, lurk em, then murk em, .16 on me purging, reverse a surburban
Keep me a Glock wit a stick, get the drop from a bitch, and we closing the curtains
Bitch, I got a lotta money, i'm the real Yung Jay I be wit da folks
Pull up, move a lil dummy, put that on God, everybody blow
Keep it wit me, I ain't lucky
Get the drop from the thots, never trust a hoe
Free Mista Get Busy, Free Sicky Seg
Bitch, everybody know
We don't be chillin, we spazzin
Hit him, he lackin', we goin' savage
Countin' the money, we stackin', we gotta have it, my niggas wildin'
Blickys that put em in caskets, fuck what he jackin', i'm wit the action
Shooters, I hop out, they blastin', know he ain't lastin, keep it attackin'
Ain't nobody on sheff hills, i could sheff kill for a fact
Stupid nigga, like sheff will, nigga sheff, please come and flex
Chubbs wit me, he a opps killa, leave a opps killed for the set
Swambo, let it slide thru his chest
Fuck niggas gon hate, we the best
(Hook)
Smoking dead opps with the set
Run up on em' wit a blixky leave em' sticky
Tell that lil nigga im a vet
Yeah, I'm rootin' and I tell him come and get me
We be doing that the best
Show a nigga real disrespect
Face shot, you don't need a vest
We gon put him down, leave em' stretched
Run up on an opp, let it flop, let em' bullets slide thru his neck
We got hella guap, when we at the top, gettin' pussy niggas upset
Hop up to the opp, watch his body drop, leave an opp fuck nigga dead
Put the chop to a nigga head
Throw a hunnid shots, put him in the bed
We gon' run up on em' , put a gun up on him, bullets flying fast for the bread
Maserati hella fast when we flag
Pull him, hit the gas if he dead
Spin him, put the black flag on that head
Issa man down when we bend
You could get shot now for ya mend
(Intro- Yung Jay)
Smoking dead opps with the set
Run up on em' wit a blixky leave em' sticky
Tell that lil nigga im a vet
Yeah, I'm rootin' and I tell him come and get me
We be doing that the best
Show a nigga real disrespect
Face shot, you don't need a vest
(Verse 1- Yung Jay)
We gon put him down, leave em' stretched
Run up on an opp, let it flop, let em' bullets slide thru his neck
We got hella guap, when we at the top, gettin' pussy niggas upset
Hop up to the opp, watch his body drop, leave an opp fuck nigga dead
Put the chop to a nigga head
Throw a hunnid shots, put him in the bed
We gon' run up on em' , put a gun up on him, bullets flying fast for the bread
Maserati hella fast when we flag
Pull him, hit the gas if he dead
Spin him, put the black flag on that head
Issa man down when we bend
You could get shot now for ya mend
(Verse 2- Yung Jay)
Cruisin we lurkin and spinnin, just us in ya lobby, we finna hit anybody
ABGS, We them demons, we catch ya, we squeeze ya, just know its gon' be a body
Follow em, lurk em, then murk em, .16 on me purging, reverse a surburban
Keep me a Glock wit a stick, get the drop from a bitch, and we closing the curtains
Bitch, I got a lotta money, i'm the real Yung Jay I be wit da folks
Pull up, move a lil dummy, put that on God, everybody blow
Keep it wit me, I ain't lucky
Get the drop from the thots, never trust a hoe
Free Mista Get Busy, Free Sicky Seg
Bitch, everybody know
We don't be chillin, we spazzin
Hit him, he lackin', we goin' savage
Countin' the money, we stackin', we gotta have it, my niggas wildin'
Blickys that put em in caskets, fuck what he jackin', i'm wit the action
Shooters, I hop out, they blastin', know he ain't lastin, keep it attackin'
Ain't nobody on sheff hills, i could sheff kill for a fact
Stupid nigga, like sheff will, nigga sheff, please come and flex
Chubbs wit me, he a opps killa, leave a opps killed for the set
Swambo, let it slide thru his chest
Fuck niggas gon hate, we the best
(Hook)
Smoking dead opps with the set
Run up on em' wit a blixky leave em' sticky
Tell that lil nigga im a vet
Yeah, I'm rootin' and I tell him come and get me
We be doing that the best
Show a nigga real disrespect
Face shot, you don't need a vest
We gon put him down, leave em' stretched
Run up on an opp, let it flop, let em' bullets slide thru his neck
We got hella guap, when we at the top, gettin' pussy niggas upset
Hop up to the opp, watch his body drop, leave an opp fuck nigga dead
Put the chop to a nigga head
Throw a hunnid shots, put him in the bed
We gon' run up on em' , put a gun up on him, bullets flying fast for the bread
Maserati hella fast when we flag
Pull him, hit the gas if he dead
Spin him, put the black flag on that head
Issa man down when we bend
You could get shot now for ya mend
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