Free Youngboy 2 (Fill Up the Clip)

(The legendary Fya Man)

Know what I'm saying?

This a public service announcement

I'm on anything that you on

Frrt

Fill up the clip, better call backup, ****, we on one

Doggin' the whip, come here, 12 get behind, we goin' two hundun

Hundred-round drum on the ARP look like two honey buns

Make him fall for it, if you run, make him fall back if he step to it

Woo, woo, woo (Brrt), woo, better get low if we get close

I'ma dirty-ass ****, but I'm clean like soap (Clean like soap)

Better take it to the grave if you know what I know (Know what I know)

Bread by the loaf and I move like the Pope

Lil' bro take his soul from Moncler coat

Deep in the trenches, I'm givin' 'em hope

My Glock got more extensions than my ho (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Lil' bro tweak, turn 'to a sniper (Yeah)

****, you tweet, turn 'to a typer (Yeah)

Talk shit, couldn't back it up, got a diaper (Mm)

Osama my shooter idol (Mm)

Bro rollin' up K2 in a Bible (In a bible)

Sleep with a knife, that **** like Michael (Michael)

Don't approach me, my shooter bite you

It's a high chance I might not like you

Fill up the clip, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woo

Fill up the clip, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woo (Fill it up, fill it up)

Fill up the clip, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woah

Fill up the clip, yeah, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woo

Call me bougie, I don't roll my opps, I'd rather send his mama flowers

Auntie love me, she call me sweet (Yeah), she don't even know this shit get sour (Shit get sour)

Cuh to the left, he here for a body, got him employed, he payed by the hour

Plenty nights, mama had to look for her bleach, it was right here with me in the shower

Yeah, **** be chillin', we pullin' up, Civics, they can't even see us, it's five percent

Jumpin' the fence, he tried to duck the switch, I'm tryna make all they blocks get bent

I don't repent for none of my sins, I know that I'll do it again and again

Strapped to the chin, my chest up, next up, flexed up, ****, that's on my kid

Back in them days, my pockets had lint

Still had pool, went and got a **** drenched (Drenched)

Owe me bread, I don't care if we kin

**** better kiss my ass, he spint

My own mom even say I'm crazy

I was dropped on my head as a baby

She a young thug if she my lady

Slime shit out, then tell her to—

Fill up the clip, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woo

Fill up the clip, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woo

Fill up the clip, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woah

Fill up the clip, yeah, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, woo (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Woo, woo, woo

Woo, woo, woo

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo

Fill up the clip, fill up the clip

Mmm, fill up the clip, fill up the clip, lil' ****