Da Boys ft. $ir Abe Lyrics

Uh uh

Uh uh what's that shit it sounds like the fucking boys

Uh uh jump in here bitch don't make no fucking noise

Uh uh whacking shit like them boys in Illinois

Uh uh cops on dick cause we play wit 'glizzy torch

Its big C-O-B you drop yo low then we gone be there nigga

Everybody throw a hundred shots because theses glees extended

I wont even tryna spin they side but brodie name got mention

When you get up to them pearly gates just tell em Leeky sent you

Uh and we gone get up with you

Chalk em I a suit so you can see we really handle business

Think the choppa gay it get up close and try and kiss a nigga

Know his momma sad wont tryna hit em but he was with them bitches

Uh this some murder shit

I feel like the murder man so i need me a murder bitch

Ain't got shit to do with gang cause we ain't never heard of jit

Don't be in the trap unless you whipping or you purchasing

Bro just hit my phone and told me its alock to spin

He try catch a Vic and he just got them blue M30s in

Sliding of the perc its me and tb that's my murder twin

Said they want my head then pussy nigga come and do this shit

But they ain't doing shit

They just like to talk online

Wont even come outside

Laugh at post when niggas die

Surround they house and open fire

This ain't no gangbanging shit

Nigga fuck the politics

Old head tryna tell me how to move

Go eat a pile of dicks

Uh uh, yeah, murder she wrote

Big C.O.B and we uppin' the score

Plug in town, he sell for the low

These niggas playin', we turn 'em to ghosts

Poppin a xan, I feel like lil boat

I love the wocky I'm pourin the four

That nigga better not come out the door

'Cause if he do, he get sent to the lord

Uh uh, got my glick, feelin' shiesty get my lick, uh uh

Fuck yo' bitch, you ain't gettin guap like this, uh uh

Melly spin, pass it over, kill assist uh uh

She love my blick, glizzy got unspoken rizz, uh

Gotta a choppa with the red beam, we point the fucka' at this face

We pull the trigger, make a nigga dreads swing, we gon close a mothefucker case

Shorty comin' over, cum all on her face

Niggas talkin' crazy, hit em with the k

Shorty suck me up and I don't know her name

Shorty gon' do it prolly' for the fame