[Intro: YBN Nahmir & Key Glock]
Skrrt
Hoodzone Productions
Gang, gang, gang, ayy
Skrrt
Glock
Gang
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Said if I wanna, I'ma buy it, I'ma spend my K
And we not really with that talkin', choppas hit his face
Say fuck 'em, do the dash, first he said we finna race
Hey, pull up in that beamer, leave off in that Wraith
If-if-if I wanna, I'ma buy it, I'ma spend my K
And we not really with that talkin', choppas hit his face
Say fuck 'em, do the dash, first he said we finna race
Hey, pull up in that beamer, leave off in that Wraith
[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
I'm-I'm stackin' chips, I'm stackin' whips, I'm stackin' bricks
Say my broski get up on him, then he better dip
And if I catch a nigga lackin, while he wit' his bitch
Ayy, bullets hit his head. He caught one in the lip
Ayy, bitches know my name, these bitches on my dick
Try to run up on me, bitch, I'll smoke 'em like a zip
Smoke 'em like some ziggy, ziggy all up in my zip
Run into the bag, bitch I gotta take a breath
Don't make me call my nigga up and tell him load the mag'
Boy have you ever seen what chopper bullets do to vests?
And we ain't aiming for yo' leg, we hit you in yo' chest
If we don't hit you in yo' chest, we hit you in yo' neck
Free my big brother DQ, and free my brother Frank
Can't wait til they let my niggas out them gates
Prolly smoking backwoods with my brother Tay
And don't forget about Lil Glizzy 'cause he got a K
Skrrt
Hoodzone Productions
Gang, gang, gang, ayy
Skrrt
Glock
Gang
[Chorus: YBN Nahmir]
Said if I wanna, I'ma buy it, I'ma spend my K
And we not really with that talkin', choppas hit his face
Say fuck 'em, do the dash, first he said we finna race
Hey, pull up in that beamer, leave off in that Wraith
If-if-if I wanna, I'ma buy it, I'ma spend my K
And we not really with that talkin', choppas hit his face
Say fuck 'em, do the dash, first he said we finna race
Hey, pull up in that beamer, leave off in that Wraith
[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
I'm-I'm stackin' chips, I'm stackin' whips, I'm stackin' bricks
Say my broski get up on him, then he better dip
And if I catch a nigga lackin, while he wit' his bitch
Ayy, bullets hit his head. He caught one in the lip
Ayy, bitches know my name, these bitches on my dick
Try to run up on me, bitch, I'll smoke 'em like a zip
Smoke 'em like some ziggy, ziggy all up in my zip
Run into the bag, bitch I gotta take a breath
Don't make me call my nigga up and tell him load the mag'
Boy have you ever seen what chopper bullets do to vests?
And we ain't aiming for yo' leg, we hit you in yo' chest
If we don't hit you in yo' chest, we hit you in yo' neck
Free my big brother DQ, and free my brother Frank
Can't wait til they let my niggas out them gates
Prolly smoking backwoods with my brother Tay
And don't forget about Lil Glizzy 'cause he got a K
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