OYK?

If you run up on me bet I get the clicking If you run up on me bet I get the blitzing If you run up on me bet i'd get it finished If you run up on me better have your smiffin' Oh OYK? You get sent to your base And they talking on smelly, he got shot in his brain (Rah-Rah) Imma up for the gang if he OYK, imma let it spray Im a oota' I think they forgot, got a .9 bullets ripping your snot All my guys, they ready and steady, bullets gon' drop to his face and they fought Not lying on bro I forgot, smoking Rah got put in the box Free Kay Flock, Mr. Everything dead with the pocket and rock Catch a opp got .40 make him dance if he yelling whats gunning leave him un-advanced I ain't giving no chance put the beam on his trans got this .4 in the jeans and my .5 in my grant Hold on just pause leave him just trans-gender, all these rappers are gay with they tiny sweaters Smoking Noah like we didn't make him wetter If I pull the Bridge you gon' see Berettas Like R.I.P Tabby, catch a opportunity to leave him with rab-bies Got a .30 like Curry, if he run up on me then im tucking my jersey Run up then you outta' luck 'Cause most of your bros had got shot in a rappers dust Smoking Rah-Rah and laugh it up Oh he talking Notti, he get sense to his mighty dust Why they capping & rapping, they saying Tg and Kenzo what happened? I ain't giving no fractions, put 70 da' head, bullets beat to his passion On bro you capping, he order his drip from the net like whats that man (Yusef) "Imma blast it and rast it" (Ayo!) And J'Ceon, we know you a f- If you run up on me bet I get the clicking If you run up on me bet I get the blitzing If you run up on me bet i'd get it finished If you run up on me better have your smiffin' Oh OYK? You get sent to your base And they talking on smelly, he got shot in his brain (Rah-Rah) Imma up for the gang if he OYK, imma let it spray Graah, graah, graah Graah, graah, graah, graah, graah, graah Free Sheemy, Velly