EBK (feat. Kay glizz, Sixowe & Nunnie da lll)

G-R-A, look, G-R-A, EBK, I ain't feelin' nobody Matter of fact, let me show you a vibe Niggas dissin' ain't jumpin' a ride G-R-A, ray MAKK we smoking your leg Troop it on feet if I don't got the V Niggas get shot if they got on them skis Playing them buildings, they know it ain't safe G-R-A, Mali got left on the steps Back door open, niggas gettin' left They feening' for pussy, dyin' out for sex Boogie boomin' like, who next? F*ck your dead, I said what I said, if it's lit We ain't duckin', no wreck Spot a G's, leave him on his neck Spot a F, I'm leavin' niggas stretched drizzy' Aggy put em to bed Pfa dirty niggas got no bread Tell Vine he could kick a chev Niggas pop and sauve , need to spin a block tdot feening playin' with them Glocks We ain't stoppin' till a nigga's shot Get left with me, chuckin' up the rock Free double R, you really made it hot You my trooper, I love you a lot Next six spotted, goin' in a box F*ck melly we smoke dead lots And them niggas, they know how we get five troopers tryna take a trip Mdot with me balling like the Mavericks Like look, why would you ever get me started up if you know how I get Six got 30, hangin' out the whip You don't wanna see the troopers on your strip Tdot spotted him and I was lit Gotta up it and throw out the grit I bet I make it show up on that strip And nunnie gone turn into weed if he slip Glah what the f*ck I really got a diss for? GDK, we bangin' on Pitchforks It's me, Six, Savage on the drill We ain't leavin' till we all get our sticks, off You ain't on that f*ck, you ain't a whip for There's two knocks in the V, we need six more Throwin' bullets, tryna get him picked off He ain't one of mine, so let him get clicked on 0ff a 30, I'm ready to snooze EBK, the bitches get it too Smokin' on his pops motherfucker shoot Everything for Clayton, do this shit for you I put my all in this shit, ain't nothin' really else to do If you not tryna flick, I'm flickin' on you Yo, Nunu, can't wait that I run into you on Brody Dolo mission I gotta accomplish Anyone is an intended target Eight, I know for 30, tryna spark shit Hit the scene, it's from three out the lockin Shit dead, it ain't no respondent Only hang with Suvis, niggas hauntless Keep on cookin' till we see the car flip Grunt, we don't need no whip They ride down the block, we gon' take that trip So savage, don't back up, hoppin' out the whip Chill T, that is full of us, you cannot fit Look at the 10, we out to go spend Five, but with it, so we ain't toastin' the V Three shooters, the driver lookin' like he pulled 30 Clip the hammer, lookin' like it's dope Look, I'm tired, these niggas, they gay, they mention us Pick up a gun, let's play KG, took it, tryna lean on Jace Hollows in him, Brody's throwin' out his face Look, I would chance he dyin' at eight We gon' sweep him up and send him to the gates Look, savage, diggin' on Jakes Put my trust in him, he always get away Look, hollows for throwin' the rakes Madly, dad took one to the head Smokin' on shot like Boogie and Stat Real as the V, I hit him in his head Look, I ain't Jackie, I niggas don't roll Took some time up, cause I just got off parole Look, bad bitch, she'll wipe your nose You text her, she like, oh, that's how it go Look, sneak up, then she in my mask After me, we'll nick, throw the 10 in the bag Look, the way we do it, they be mad You backin' on me, you better use the facts Look, they hit it when I get it back It messes up guns, these niggas dyin' fast Look, hard time or just be a gas Like what you was talkin' about, get in or die Look, end up workin' with his G And I got mine, so we trippin' to the feet Look, lefty throwin', I take these They know I'll be comin' and we play for keep Look, mask on, tryna creep Looney Rappers, tell me I ain't even peep Look, he threw five man at the floor I just had a shot, he bleedin' on the ground Now there's so much I can say I heard some of y'all niggas scared Can't mention it, bro, but I ain't get back for naive In case Shaxx, he got his brain out, he don't wanna jack And this shit is a shame Like, I'm tryna creep Get close, we ain't shootin' from deep We be game, nobody can tweak it, I'm savage And he tryna make me lose, please move, K Boomer got bull in the T, they bought They ain't get back for they team Back, I'll brush him, everything green Freak double R, you ain't dumb enough to lean and feel I be on hot, say no tellin' me chill No smokin' your homie, no cow you feel Been, been through those shots, we drilled Sustain with a disc, we been in the field I got some demons that's meant for the thrill Don't run, don't trip, we comin' to kill We behind like we need a mill With these hoes to the streets and we do this for real You try to run up, he catchin' a shot Now aimin' for legs, we aimin' for tops With some trades tryna catch our lives But I'ma send orders to throw up the rock Y'all know why I gang on your block That's what you gon' hear before you hear them shots If you got it, boy, you better fly Cause we tryna send a nigga to the dock, nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah