Who Run It Yella Beezy & Trapboy Freddy

[Verse 1: Yella Beezy]
Who the fuck these niggas talkin' shit?
Nigga talkin' like I ain't from the Cliff or somethin'
Like a young nigga won't send a hit or somethin'
Like I won't feed dick to your bitch or somethin'
Young nigga it's EA Sports, yeah it's all in the game
Fuck around and get blitzed or somethin'
Nigga gotta know I ain't really with the bumpin'
Nigga get to bumpin' we gon' get to dumpin'

[Verse 2: Trapboy Freddy]
Nigga be talkin' about all this rap shit like a nigga won't flip a brick or somethin'
Tuck your chain, you a lick or somethin'
Real murderers, come look us up
I ain't with none of that rap shit, and I don't care who the hottest
And I don't talk about murders when I rap 'cause we be really catchin' bodies

[Verse 3: Yella Beezy]
Nigga swear to God never rode a Harley but I swear young nigga I keep a chopper
Nigga walk through with a loaded AK with an infra beam, about three binoculars
I do the money dance and you a funny man, keep talkin', lil boy you gon' need a doctor
One of my people gon' sleep his partner
Old sixty ass nigga got to people watchin'

[Verse 4: Trapboy Freddy]
Four of Hi-Tech in the baby bottle
Broke in my house but my neighbor popped him
What you say? speak louder nigga
Hey, I got on hater blockers
No I do not hear no haters talkin'
Balenciaga when a nigga walkin'
I been runnin' shit since a youngin bitch
Now that money got a nigga joggin'