Upstate 2 Queens

Yo, hey yo

All these guns I collect is to X you out

I'm overqualified for the next shootout

Caught him broad day right before they let school out

He got left with the left of his chest blew out

My real **** moved out and loosed out for two hours

His shoes out, tool in his mouth, threw his screws out

Caught him with a couple, put potatoes on the muzzles

Part of his face muscle on the landscape and rubble

That man made a puddle, told his bitch he can't lay or cuddle

Since '96 my hand stayed in trouble

Married to the money, me and the bands made a couple

My ambition met coke and, man, they done doubled

My killers move around with fake handshakes, they'll slug you

Duct tape and a shovel, man, they are in trouble

How you hustle?

I'm Captain Kirk with the work, I run the enterprise

None of my workers been inside 'cause they women live

****, what your mean? ****, what you mean?

I was raised by the pimps, the OG and fiends

We don't fuck with your team, we don't fuck with you ****

Got a clique full of killers from Upstate 2 Queens

**** bloody up the scene, hit 'em up, hit 'em up

When they come through your block with them fifty shot machines

You don't want what I bring, you don't want what I bring

Keep a cup full of liquor, I don't fuck with the lean, ****

We that real bad decision, catch a permanent incision

Cartier's for the vision, ****, money the religion

Shirley Temple curl, killers stirring in the kitchen

The westside connect, baby, outta town and twist 'em

Got a lot of guys in prison whose mama cried in visits

And they tryna find prescriptions for their homicide addiction

You tryna find a misses, I'm tryna find them riches

So I started pimping, learnt how to monetize my bitches

'Cause that drama's highly vicious, you gon' see it when that shawty pop, huh

I take pieces off your frame like a body shot

I'm inside of his bitch mouth like a lollipop

Crack got me hot so I opened up the Molly spot

You get done dirty here, kid, this a Gotti block

Treacherous three on the squeeze, I make your body rock

Aye yo, G, how many slugs do the shawty got?

I put at least twelve shells inside a poppy top

****, what you mean? ****, what you mean?

I was raised by the pimps, the OG and fiends

We don't fuck with your team, we don't fuck with you ****

Got a clique full of killers from Upstate 2 Queens

**** bloody up the scene, hit 'em up, hit 'em up

When they come through your block with them fifty shot machines

You don't want what I bring, you don't want what I bring

Keep a cup full of liquor, I don't fuck with the lean, ****