Ashes

Huh Ay Yuh (Yuh) Ooh (Yuh) Ay (Yuh) Ride with that, ride with that (Ay, Ay) Yuh Ay Run your bag, why you looking puzzled? Choppa eat like a dog and this bitch got an empty stomach You get hit if you tryna tussle I got shooters they ready up it, don't move a muscle Money moves man this shit ain't subtle 'Cause we ride with the gang like 10 deep looking like a huddle But we planning on something Cover, when we spin 'round your block Hit some shots and we see 'em fumble Why these bitches even bother? Tryna get me caught, bruh On you like a copter You done messed up (Huh) Your girl she a thot But don't even get me wrong she a scholar The way that she sucked me up Why these niggas love to try me? See me load the choppa, You better move cautious Lil nigga I'm on ya It ain't even a problem 'Cause I gotta waste this clip anyway Might as well dot 'em I pull out, I shot 'em Like I'm playing doctor Niggas want my time, but can't afford my watch (Huh) You ain't see a problem, my niggas move on ya We leave the case open like Biggie "Who shot ya?" I need me a collar She said I'm a dog But I'm up on her furniture, we getting naughty Last nigga who played with the gang caught a shotty Last time someone pressed on me I caught a body like- (Huh) Know just how we pull up Yeah my niggas getting 'round, yeah Say he want some smoke Know he a bitch I really doubt it Put some racks up on your head Lil nigga a hunned thousand Get caught, get held up bro 'Cause your gang won't be around then (Huh) Get held like choke 'Cause your gang start running routes, yeah Ain't put it past my niggas we still gone shoot, hunned rounds, yeah I put him in the dirt if he talk shit, we gun 'em down, yeah And I introduce this heat not talking 'bout glocks Nigga run your mouth, yeah Pause the beat drop, Still only drop bangers niggas stay doubting me Pardon me, but I only leave with bad bitches and you ain't even rock with me Write all this heat, but y'all don't even see half the shit that I'm doing be hard for me And you can't even try to say something now, yeah 'Cause we turned y'all niggas to a pack, yeah We gone smoke y'all niggas in the ashes Can't believe yall niggas, would go squeeze on triggers And you ain't even making no cash, yeah Can't believe y'all hitters, 'cause y'all sitcks ain't with 'em I don't even think you held it down, yeah Straight off the jump Man you niggas ain't one to be doubting I pull up with rounds, you can't keep me down, lil nigga You try me, your body won't be found, lil nigga Ain't cap nigga not on no thug shit (Huh) But I stay strapped lil nigga, watch your back lil nigga If we start to get to tussling (Huh) All the way back to the trap, got your bitch on my lap Told that bitch not in public (Huh) I can't go sell me a pack 'cause my ass too attached to that shit Man I love it (Huh) I smoke it all before the budget (Huh) I told that bitch that I don't need her Pull up to your block talking shit with a heater I carry a Mac, nigga feeling like Steve Jobs I air it out, ain't no Windows we gone beat ya I pull up with niggas you ain't even seen of I drop the block, then I pull off with my nina You say that I'm in your land and you gone keep it? We take your block like the Santa María Lil nigga like- What's up with these niggas seeing glocks and get to switching, bitch? Why I keep 40 rounds on me, back-up just for this shit Niggas turn to rats and that's why all these niggas killed, bitch Shot 'em, Jack and Jill, leave them niggas on a hill, bitch Had enough of talking, so my choppa made the deal, bitch Hit him so hard, that he can't even tell fake from the real, bitch Leave that nigga tumbling, stumbling 'round the battle feild Flow too cold, had to pause the beat drop Still only drop bangers niggas steady doubting Pardon me, but I don't agree with y'all niggas thinking I ain't rap this shit Nigga working with so much weed that music take me to the mountains So every time y'all niggas, try sing my shit Make sure all you niggas is pronouncing All the words I rap, I use to talk shit (Yeah my niggas getting 'round yeah) (Say he want some smoke, know he a bitch I really doubt it) (Put some racks up on your head, lil nigga a hunned thousand) (Get caught, get held up bro, 'cause your gang won't be around then) (Around then)