CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : f*ck PATEK
He talkin' crazy like that boy dead
Keep talkin' crazy get that boy dead
If he don't got a vest he get shot in the chest
Don't f**k with my shooters, my shooters the best
f**k boy with a war Imma wish you the best
He send a text he gonna die by the TEC
He think he hard how he die gettin' checked
I need a chain boy f**k a Patek
Stupid as f**k finna die for respect
Don't die for your neck boy just give it give it up
Whole gang really shoot man they don't give a f**k
Flirt with yo b*t*h while you givin' it up
Little shawty a thot how the hell you in love
Baby a bird, really a dove
You was a nerd not really a thug
Claim he gettin' up lil boy that's cap
Pull up with a cap now I'm blowin' that back
Said he want smoke bet he won't match
We blowin' first n***a we don't blow back
Put him in dirt while I do that boy worse
Or put him the the woods they don't know where he at
Finna get out the trap
Say I've got a bust down told you get wacked
Ride with some killas' can't name the rest of em
I got the Glock probably pop at the festival
You the type a n***a take the [?]
Heat in our [?] and this shotty' gon' level him
Trey shoot twice turn that boy to a skeleton
Shots to his back and his chest out ahead of him
83 pull up supplyin' the medicine
I need a bag got my eye on a settlement
Know if I want it you ain't gotta let me in
Kicking your door with that MAC [?]
We in and out b*t*h I came with some veterans
Takin' yo people [?] and we sellin' em
I jug a n***a don't care if he relevant
b*t*h I got bread I just ride for the hell of it
put that on yo head if you f**k n***as tellin' sh*t
Big 83 b*t*h I'm running for president
I pull up at the party we all with that felon sh*t
I d**k head went soft and then she resurrected it
I put all the funds in the bank that's embezzlement
How I just bought a whip and you still out here peddlin'
I be servin' burbs' I be sellin' Pelicans
I just might run off on yo boy for the hell of it
No compromises ain't takin' no settlement
And I got the Glock its inside of my letterman
b*t*h I'm a demon when I'm off the medicine
I pulled out the chopper he fill with adrenaline
You act like a pu**y why you be so feminine
I beat of the pu**y I'm gettin' right into it
Hollow tips into you chest don't go through with it
He said he gon' rob me but then he don't do it
I come and I'm swaggin' purple in my fluid
I feel like a gangster I'm stuck in the field
I walk in the function I'm poppin my [?]
And my clip banana you gon' get peeled
You shoot in yo songs but I'm shootin' for real
Yo shawty come over here whats the deal
I wanna follow my stomach I'm poppin' the seal
b*t*h I be runnin' and gunnin' runnin' with a hundred
b*t*h you can get popped like a pill
I pour him in a cup and then made that sh*t spill
And my heart is cold so it's f**k how you feel
Wanna play on the wrong side you get killed
Cut up the brick its something like a quill
223 all in you build
Ran up the thouies' now I want to get to the mil
I can't get sick I'm too ill
I had to get out the trenches b*t*h you were born in the hills
Keep talkin' crazy get that boy dead
If he don't got a vest he get shot in the chest
Don't f**k with my shooters, my shooters the best
f**k boy with a war Imma wish you the best
He send a text he gonna die by the TEC
He think he hard how he die gettin' checked
I need a chain boy f**k a Patek
Stupid as f**k finna die for respect
Don't die for your neck boy just give it give it up
Whole gang really shoot man they don't give a f**k
Flirt with yo b*t*h while you givin' it up
Little shawty a thot how the hell you in love
Baby a bird, really a dove
You was a nerd not really a thug
Claim he gettin' up lil boy that's cap
Pull up with a cap now I'm blowin' that back
Said he want smoke bet he won't match
We blowin' first n***a we don't blow back
Put him in dirt while I do that boy worse
Or put him the the woods they don't know where he at
Finna get out the trap
Say I've got a bust down told you get wacked
Ride with some killas' can't name the rest of em
I got the Glock probably pop at the festival
You the type a n***a take the [?]
Heat in our [?] and this shotty' gon' level him
Trey shoot twice turn that boy to a skeleton
Shots to his back and his chest out ahead of him
83 pull up supplyin' the medicine
I need a bag got my eye on a settlement
Know if I want it you ain't gotta let me in
Kicking your door with that MAC [?]
We in and out b*t*h I came with some veterans
Takin' yo people [?] and we sellin' em
I jug a n***a don't care if he relevant
b*t*h I got bread I just ride for the hell of it
put that on yo head if you f**k n***as tellin' sh*t
Big 83 b*t*h I'm running for president
I pull up at the party we all with that felon sh*t
I d**k head went soft and then she resurrected it
I put all the funds in the bank that's embezzlement
How I just bought a whip and you still out here peddlin'
I be servin' burbs' I be sellin' Pelicans
I just might run off on yo boy for the hell of it
No compromises ain't takin' no settlement
And I got the Glock its inside of my letterman
b*t*h I'm a demon when I'm off the medicine
I pulled out the chopper he fill with adrenaline
You act like a pu**y why you be so feminine
I beat of the pu**y I'm gettin' right into it
Hollow tips into you chest don't go through with it
He said he gon' rob me but then he don't do it
I come and I'm swaggin' purple in my fluid
I feel like a gangster I'm stuck in the field
I walk in the function I'm poppin my [?]
And my clip banana you gon' get peeled
You shoot in yo songs but I'm shootin' for real
Yo shawty come over here whats the deal
I wanna follow my stomach I'm poppin' the seal
b*t*h I be runnin' and gunnin' runnin' with a hundred
b*t*h you can get popped like a pill
I pour him in a cup and then made that sh*t spill
And my heart is cold so it's f**k how you feel
Wanna play on the wrong side you get killed
Cut up the brick its something like a quill
223 all in you build
Ran up the thouies' now I want to get to the mil
I can't get sick I'm too ill
I had to get out the trenches b*t*h you were born in the hills
