Sycotic Gully (USA) (Ft. Ski Mask the Slump God)

[Intro]
Kico on the track
The squad right there boy
I have a bunch of niggas that be doing lots of stuff for no reason
K on the track

[Chorus: Gully]
Got plenty partners, yeah, and they 'bout the chopper, yeah
Hunting for bodies, yeah, like you're leaving like packages
Straight out psychotic, Straight out psychotic
Straight out psychotic, Straight out psychotic
Got plenty partners, yeah, and they 'bout the chopper, yeah
Hunting for bodies, yeah, like you're leaving like packages
Straight out psychotic, Straight out psychotic (Kico on the track)
Straight out psychotic, Straight out psychotic

[Verse 1: Gully]
My team never been with the acting
So no, there no Samuel Jackson
They crazy like the baker active
Ain't no moving like you stuck in traffic
Once they hold you back, don't know if we jacking, damn
Making hurt like an attraction
No camp at harbor, we ain't laughing
We come in like fed when they cracking, ah
Down, yeah, all my niggas pretty loco
Like a silence motherfucka
Never really test your luck bruh
Cause you will get off with that fucka
Pussy nigga, wake the fuck up
Got your bitch ass, she a sucka
So you can see my gang fucka
Okay, alright
Watch how she really hang sucka
You coming with all that noise
Put that on a guillotine, bucka
All of my niggas be fucked up
Like to be heavy on fucka
Cut in your body for supper
Like to tear 'em down more fucka