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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lee Taylor
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan McDuffie
Engineer
Lyrics
(Hey Ecko, turn it up)
Ecko
Ayy Ecko
Turn this motherfucker up
Ayy Ecko, turn this beat off if I ain't trippin' on it
Aye, look, bitch
Aye, hoe, one thing that I can't stand is a bum
Don't think it's good, tryna come around the gang, where you from?
I can name two things that you ain't got, a B or gun
That resume, one false move and you're done, yeah, yeah
Gay **** think they shooters, that's them Fly's
Make me wanna give a pass, but I can't, they gotta die
At this point in my life, can't hang around unless you slide
**** unknown, ain't only platform to all nine times
Yeah, yeah, only difference, **** sad about the post
**** knowin' what I did, I ain't gotta brag, ain't gotta boast
But we turned up, after buddy died, we had a toast
Hey, don't get burnt up, if I really got a Glock, you got a ghost
Rap **** suckin' dick, 'cause they see the gang poppin'
Clickin' up with the Fly's like, "Y'all don't see these **** droppin'?"
It's a killer for a killer, we the killers out in Stockton
They say you is, but you hang around with Janky better stop
The real rap gang
I know you see them killers on your ass
The real rap gang
You **** ain't even spaz over Spaz
Know he got back pain
The way them bullets entered in his back
Ayy **** that way
Get the fuck out, they made no pack
****, ay, yeah
Let's get political
Choke, now I'm fucking your BM
You think he missing you?
She like, "Turn them **** off"
EBK is what I listen to
And whoever popped nice, I need to fade
You should've finished, dude
Yeah, now I'm just playin', know I love yo life
You wanna name in these streets, ****, left, right
You wanna end up like them ****, better keep pipe
You made yo bed, now lay in it, ****, sleep tight
Yeah, yeah, we don't forget shit
Purgin' with this big bitch, I cannot miss
Hit tetanosing, choke candle, took a big piss
My young **** fifteen, he take big trips
Grab gang, grab gang, brother grab that ****
Caught a fly posted up, Leebo had to get him
I knocked a Fly for his bitch, 'cause my bag was bigger
I'm really known for killin' shit, better ask them **** threes
Written by: Lee Taylor