Move in discreet Kyle Richh

[Intro: Jah Woo]
(Young Madz)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, nigga
Suck my dick
Everything dead

[Verse 1: Jah Woo]
How can I lack if I keep me a heat?
With the .40, I'm movin' discreet
Uppin' them rakes, we gon' put you to sleep
Spin on the opps just for mentionin' T
Bend though the Mitch tryna catch me a P

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Like, I can't fuck if that bitch is a keet
I'm with Sheik, he gon' reverse the V
Like, if he lack, we gon' put him to sleep
Yo, Guap put the beam on his chin
Spin through the Mitch, and I'm lettin' off six
If I don't got the gun, he get beat with my fist
Damn, lil' Metri, ran on his birthday
Caught his mans, started runnin' him over
After your bitch, he got put on the floor
Ten deep, made him run out the store
Metri got hit with a four by four
Lеgs in the telly, they gеt him real deady
Let's get high, like, up that Melly