Yo EK Kyle Richh (Ft. TaTa & YP (41))

[Verse 1, Kyle Richh]: GRAA
Fuck everbody, its everyone shot
Spin through, not tryna box
Damn, Yo, Ek, Get off my dick
Like how you dissin the gang, you popped
See me, up that chop
One false move, better duck that shot
Fuck everybody yall niggas is fools
D-Don't regret all the shots that I threw
Can't creep, Thought I ain't peep
Like, I'm in the side with the hats
Red dot, all he see was the flash
Beam on his back, running like flash
What? He don't put on for the set
He not a 'ooter, he cap on the 'net
Like how I stop [?]
Hе try to throw, put a hole in his chest
Im smacked, Opps in thе sky
Gun jam up, he get beat with the knock
Like don't lack cause shit get ugly
Nigga Cdot got rich off Uppie
Down on my body she feenin' to fuck me (Damn)
I cannot fuck on a brokie
Me and Fredo got booked for the poley
Ten toes down, know bro gon hold me
Why do yall niggas keep suckin my dick
Jay got the whip, bro got the grip
Two tact, like Sheik in the whip
Pass it to Johnny, he ootin like smith (Damn)
If he run better dip, don't trip
Most of y'all niggas is choclate chips (Damn)
Got a G23 and a switch
Free O3 he a G1 Snitch (Damn)