Nëøn! (feat. Syan!)

(Dat was real gay my nigga... CUT DAT OUT!) Yea, (Ok, ok) Yea, yah, (Ok, ok) Yea, yea, (Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok) I got the choppa, these niggas they pussy, yeah Ron, he a lame, know these niggas not feelin' ya Lack on yo bitch, if you screw up im stealin' her Glock on my hip, like banana im peelin ya Hop on the beat, and you that im killing uh Cut that bitch off, cause she know im not feelin her (Ok, ok, ok) DS, no these niggas not feeling us Free S, no these niggas not killin' us Free Yams, know these niggas not rich as us Free Yam, out the gate he was killin stuff Free bank, know you niggas cant deal with us He lame, no that nigga cant sit with us I got the glocky its all in my lap My nigga you trippin you owe me like fifty bucks Me and my niggas you kno that we teaming up We pacing the beat and yall niggas aint keepin up Walk wit dat heater im keepin da semi tucked AP my bullets they hittin juss like a truck Flex with the step so i keep me a strap Im keepin it fluffy i bucket my hat Talkin bout me but you speakin on cap My nigga you hatin cuz you is not one of us Automatic, automatic Ruger Extendo clips and rulers You is not no shooter You be beefin on computers Hop in the whip skrrt off right in the minivan Flashback to the future Yo shawty she watchin i think that she is a fan Cuz she kno im cooler I see the bag and i gotta go run it up I remember i was beggin for twenty bucks Put on my niggas now all of my niggas up Sunday my fun day we pull up in tonka trucks Shawty she asking like "How do I do it?" i hop on the track and i tell em to turn me up I live in the boof and i die for the truth And if you not with it my nigga yo time is up! (Ok, ok, ok) DS, no these niggas not feeling us Free S, no these niggas not killin' us Free Yams, know these niggas not rich as us Free Yam, out the gate he was killin stuff Free bank, know you niggas cant deal with us He lame, no that nigga cant sit with us Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok (haha yea) I got the choppa, these niggas they pussy, yeah Ron, he a lame, know these niggas not feelin' ya Lack on yo bitch, if you screw up im stealin' her Glock on my hip, like banana im peelin ya (Yea, Yea) Hop on the beat, and you that im killing uh Cut that bitch off, cause she know im not feelin her (Woah, yea) Yea, Ok, Ok, (Woah, woah) Yea, yah, Ok, Ok,(Yuh, yah) Yea, yea, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok (Thank You Joey! Yea, yea) (Automatic, automatic Ruger Extendo clips and rulers You is not no shooter You be beefin on computers Hop in the whip skrrt off right in the minivan Flashback to the future Yo shawty she watchin i think that she is a fan Cuz she kno im cooler)