Belt To Ass

Every opp diss on this shit, I'm tryna get they ass gone, man, you know what the fuck goin' on, YCOE

Man, I just be tryna see, like

When the hell so many **** got so hard and just

Started comin' for a **** ass, like

Where was y'all **** at before all this shit, man?

Where was **** at?

It's fuck them boys for life, they cannot come back on this side

I got a stick in the backseat, I told lil' twin to watch and drive

I see my opp in traffic, know I'm gon' get off like thirty times

These **** hoes, we put belt to ass, we make these **** whine, huh

He say he YCK, but ain't did shit, boy, what you steppin' on?

This my same stick, never changed it, just made the barrel long

Say he gon' testify, we whack the rat like who you tellin' on?

She hop up in the Lyft, I told her call me when she make it home

If I like her for real, we take a trip

That Glock 19 gon' knock his head off, just had to change the clip

If she don't fuck, she gotta dip

My partner lost his dad, I lost somebody too, know how you feel

I lost my brother in middle school, somebody gon' die 'fore I shed a tear

Uh, know I get mad and get to crossin' **** out

They say he speakin' on the dead, I'm tryna see what that's about

They say he spoke on 10 so I'ma knock that name up out his mouth

Ayy, twin, let's spin again, I'm tryna put some more holes in his house

Just got the drop on him, so we gon' sit and wait 'til he come out

We can't fuck up the drill, I bet that boy be dead when he get found

Uh, I bet that boy be dead as hell

I'm tellin' 12 to let go all my bros, man, free Luh Lon and Trell (Huh)

He spendin' money on these hoes that wouldn't even help him out in jail

I know I rap, but if I see them folks, I'ma get out and bail

Four-nick hit his left and sent him right up outta here

The opps be dissin', but don't never sin, see y'all boys in hell

It's fuck them boys for life, they cannot come back on this side

I got a stick in the backseat, I told lil' twin to watch and drive

I see my opp in traffic, know I'm gon' get off like thirty times

These **** hoes, we put belt to ass, we make these **** whine, huh

He say he YCK, but ain't did shit, boy, what you steppin' on?

This my same stick, never changed it, just made the barrel long

Say he gon' testify, we whack the rat like who you tellin' on?

She hop up in the Lyft, I told her call me when she make it home

Make it home, yeah

Call me when you make it home, yeah, yeah

Call me when she make it home

Ayy, YCOE, ****

**** know what the fuck goin' on