(Ayo, Kezzy) (K-K-Kentracks got 'em in they bag) (Ayo, Kezzy, this shit got me trippin') (Satorii) Like, wait, can I speak? Let me put bass in my voice Losin' my mind, I been itchin' to tweak Try-try to push up, I'ma flick with no choice Sometimes one day really feel like a week Glock 17 too loud makin' noise Bad lil' bitch get a kiss on her cheek Don't know her name, but I think that it's Joyce Wetty, I love how it leak When I go in, I just love how it's moist Freaky, you know she a freak When I'm not 'round, she gon' play with her toys Feelin' my body, she love my physique Yellin', back shots and she love makin' noise One deep, one chop on they block, tryna sneak (Send shots, took off and got low from the boys) Back to my pain shit Bro took twenty, I was goin' insane, shit Stop jackin' he told, he ain't have to explain shit Twenty nights on my block, we do drills in that rain shit The opps turn Jet, I don't care 'bout that plane shit I'm still jackin' my F and I'm still on that same shit Always push up when they drop the location Got two dead opps in my blunt, combination Jay5ive said he don't know Pop, like That's 'cause he wasn't outside, like I really know all the opps in person Few niggas dead was my guys And they say they don't know me, they need to stop Even though he a opp, I was dead cool with Fries I'm spinnin' with AK, ten shots in my chop Fuck all them niggas, we don't do no ties Sugar B only nigga my age that ain't change O-only real ones that remain Fucked up my head 'cause this shit really strange Take risks for the gang, it ain't shit to explain I watched Zay get punched, jaw rearranged Free Shmu Shawny, hit boy with some pain (I throw three and I miss, gotta go to the range But I knew it was him, he was wearin' they chain) Like, surrounded by shooters, what the fuck do you think that shit made me? I throw every time, niggas know I maneuver Lil'- shh, really shot, he gon' lie like he grazed me Nigga spanked out Kenny Capone with a scooter I was punchin' him up on a bench, shit was crazy Oh-oh, shit, that's an intruder (I'ma put him on TV, I ain't talkin' no Swayze) Like, free DG, bro tried to put a new opp on the TV What? Let me TP I be makin' 'em wonder, I ain't talkin' no Stevie Y'all bait up the drill every time when y'all see me Smoke out the gun, this shit is steamy Shots send him up, he get gone like Houdini I'm totin' on Jenn, Haley, NeNe (NeNe) Wait, can I speak? Let me put bass in my voice Losin' my mind, I been itchin' to tweak Try to push up, I'ma flick with no choice Sometimes one day really feel like a week Glock 17 too loud makin' noise Bad lil' bitch get a kiss on her cheek Don't know her name, but I think that it's Joyce Wetty, I love how it leak When I go in, I just love how it's moist Freaky, you know she a freak When I'm not 'round, she gon' play with her toys Feelin' my body, she love my physique Yellin', back shots and she love makin' noise One deep, one chop on they block, tryna sneak (Send shots, took off and got low from the boys)