Purgin Nay Benz (Ft. C Blu & Yagi B)

[Intro: C Blu]
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, like
Reyway
(RdoMadeit)
C Blu

[Verse 1: C Blu & Nay Benz]
I'm with the bros, we purgin' on the Hill
Got one in the head, I'm itchin' for a kill
Masked up, all black, I do this shit for real
Four demons, four knocks, we ready for the drill
Why you talkin' on live, but duckin' in the field? (Grrah)
That could never be me, I always keep a G
AJ crashed out, he should've stayed on feet
And Lil' Notti got poked, he should've had his G (Grrah, grrah)
I know DD so sad his brother on a tee
Got respect in my hood, don't gotta pay a fee
And my niggas on go, they flockin' shit for free
Mali my demon, creepin' up for real
Really went fifty-fifty on a pill
Really went fifty-fifty on a drill (Grrah, grrah)
He throw, I throw, we tryna catch a kill (Like, ah, like, ah)

[Verse 2: Nay Benz]
Yo, Blu, pass me the knocks
If he try to front, he get sent to the doctor (Grrah, grrah, boom)
See an opp, he get took off the roster
Bend through the Doug' while we smokin' on Poppa (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Word to bro, I don't know why they lyin' (On bro)
Every day, it's a new nigga dyin' (Grrah, grrah, boom)
On they block, where they at? They be hidin'
Bro get to crashin' his flight if he flyin' (OGzK)
All black, see-through with the laser (Ah, ah)
Only bitch that I'm chasin' this paper (Grrah, grrah, boom)
On the 8, I'ma slide with a Blazer
After the 8, take a trip to Decatur (Grrah, grrah, grrah)