HIBACHI Lyrics

Nigga run up on us we gon grill him no hibabchi

(SHOTS FIRED)

We done threw a party we're the opps be

(Let's GO)

Me and K two we inna we highspeeds

(Zombie)

Yes I'm off them drugs and they can't find me

Riding in the Benz we got Two poles im in the back seat

Tinted out no Nigga staring down or looking at my me

I feel it now they see me getting digits wanna wack me

All blueface without no blueface man where would wack be

Nigga say I'm broke just let em talk I let the trap speak

Give the guys a Run and watch em turn into to some athletes

Richy shop for fun they kno my brotha they won't tax me

Taxi

I'm down in NY that's where the rats be

Pass me

That brand new Glock I feel like crashing

Standing wit Ten bad hoes

Yes I'm maccin

Smashing these Two redbones

Twins exactly

Passion in slanging bows

Shout out Mackey

Brody in the Hab he popped his perky for the last time

Thirty Inna mag and Mari lurking every damn drive

Turn up on they ass they know we working they ain't damn blind

Swerving til we crash this motion first ain't got no damn time

Nigga run up on us we gon grill him no hibabchi

(SHOTS FIRED)

We done threw a party we're the opps be

(Let's GO)

Me and K two we inna we highspeeds

(Zombie)

Yes I'm off them drugs and they can't find me

Spin again and spin again until we getting dizzy

We gon start the party off with migos and a fifth of henny

Tev just walked up in this btc wit semi that btc holding fifty

Notice all my fuckin rastas wimme who gon go against me?

But wat that bag do?

We make that bag move

Nigga say it's up the we gon stamp it like a tattoo

Nigga dead wrong ain't blow his pole they shooting at you

Caught em on the freeway shot em up and brody crash too