I love the way ft. A.yokayy Lyrics

I can make this song about dead opps, but I'm not cause I know that the feds watch

Matter of fact, let me talk my shit, let me speak on how lil bro ran from the red dot

All that talking in school, but when I had caught you, boy, I had the back of yo head hot

Sending these bullets from all types of different directions, but let me not speak on that dead guy

Bruh it's you acting gangsta, but running from me, all that internet talking mean nothing

to me

Your bitch moving slow, but she running for me

Give her this dick she running from me

It's you switching cities cause you almost died and tryna act like nothing happened for me

It's you tryna tell all these folks

that you slid, but almost got put in a casket for me

When I get on his block (I love it, yeah)

When I shoot through his car (I love it, yeah)

When that boy try to flee

But I'm chasing him down cause he ain't get it far (I love it, I love it, I love it)

When I left him in shock (I love it)

I caught him lacking almost broke his jaw (I love it)

When he assumed I was pussy

Because I was quiet

Then later on shot through his house, put him on the blouse (I loveeee it)

Nigga don't know I'm dangerous

I'll turn the whole city to angel dust

Better not try to come play with us, that shit not a threat it's a promise for us

Will I ever stop?, to be real

I don't know so let's make this the end of discussion

Somebody had asked how this make me feel, man just know that I love you

Man this shit right here so fun

I don't think I'm ever quitting your lifestyle

Y'all just don't know the thrill of chasing niggas, watching them talk shit thinking they finna kill you whole time

You already got a plan on them

watching they names pop up on the news this shit a thrill, no cap

I ain't gonna lie, I love this shit too bruh hold on, let me show you how we do it

Step on this hoe like the sneaker

Y'all should've known it was me on the feature

Them niggas watch from the bleachers

Catch me in body and go to the preacher

Ask him forgive all my sins, Keep helping me win, I be chopping shit down like a beaver

I do not want that lil' bitch you can keep her

I'ma just fuck on her friend, she say that's her twin but they looking like two different people

He just be rapping bout what he don't got

That's what they say, but I'ma keep on doing it till I get it, won't nan nigga take my spot

Unless I give it away, but I ain't even tend to get rid of me just come get it

Glock got a titty, lil' Dee got rid of his semi and got him an L-O-G

Shoot at them boys like CP3

spin them all around like a DVD

What's that sound?, me and lil' ruthless

You know how we get, boy you we go stupid

Hop on the beat and we kill it, that's first degree murder, we ain't never got to go on no drill

I don't need perkies, I don't need pills, smoking this za, got me out on the field

Do a drive by, got my hands on the wheel

Smoking your partner, he just got killed

I ask the bitch, how she feel

And she said

I love it (hmm)

I love it (ughh)

I love it