CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : STORM!
Haha
Alright, let's go (Ha!)
*laugh*
(Okay work) Pu**y boy now you get burnt
Actin' up, you actin' buff, you f**k 'round, you get murked, uh
If you talk that sh*t, then we gon' pull up, get to work, yuh
N***a run up on me, I'ma put you in the dirt, yuh
B*t*h I'm neverlast, I'm counting cash it's come inverse, yuh
Dirty bands, dirty rounds, put em on the shirt
Keep you eyes open n***a, cuz these demons they lurkin'
They knock your friends my n***a, they just wanna catch you wackin'
I just be flexin, money, banging, robbing, wonder what happened
You become a target when you put dem diamonds on your necklace
But I can't let that happen, ten boys strapped you know its not fashion
To be honest, I'm a lil bro with the squad, I'm really not the fightless
Stay out of trouble, call if there's demons, they said that they got
Lil bro, you got a problem like a math equasion, b*t*h we solving
B*t*h you lackin', I talkin'
I murder pu**y, she coughin', huh
Pull up, we walkin'
I got the straps in my pocket, huh
If you done talkin'
I shoot your b*t*h and you mop it, huh
N***a less runnin'
Cuz I got problems, I'm toxic, huh
Pu**y boy now you get burnt
Actin' up, you actin' buff, you f**k 'round, you get murked, uh
If you talk that sh*t, then we gon' pull up, get to work, huh
N***a run up on me, I'ma put you in the dirt
Alright, let's go (Ha!)
*laugh*
(Okay work) Pu**y boy now you get burnt
Actin' up, you actin' buff, you f**k 'round, you get murked, uh
If you talk that sh*t, then we gon' pull up, get to work, yuh
N***a run up on me, I'ma put you in the dirt, yuh
B*t*h I'm neverlast, I'm counting cash it's come inverse, yuh
Dirty bands, dirty rounds, put em on the shirt
Keep you eyes open n***a, cuz these demons they lurkin'
They knock your friends my n***a, they just wanna catch you wackin'
I just be flexin, money, banging, robbing, wonder what happened
You become a target when you put dem diamonds on your necklace
But I can't let that happen, ten boys strapped you know its not fashion
To be honest, I'm a lil bro with the squad, I'm really not the fightless
Stay out of trouble, call if there's demons, they said that they got
Lil bro, you got a problem like a math equasion, b*t*h we solving
B*t*h you lackin', I talkin'
I murder pu**y, she coughin', huh
Pull up, we walkin'
I got the straps in my pocket, huh
If you done talkin'
I shoot your b*t*h and you mop it, huh
N***a less runnin'
Cuz I got problems, I'm toxic, huh
Pu**y boy now you get burnt
Actin' up, you actin' buff, you f**k 'round, you get murked, uh
If you talk that sh*t, then we gon' pull up, get to work, huh
N***a run up on me, I'ma put you in the dirt
