On My Shit ft. Pbrazyy Lyrics

Mr. Walk em down I be so quick to try to stretch a Nigga

O be fast as fuck it's not gon take to long to catch a nigga

Switching lanes

Point n aim

Choppa shoot

Choppa bang

Never go against the grain

C.U.T I never change

My nigga jay get evil quick when he get mad he hit a lick

Black mask, black shirt, black shoes fuck the fit

Took his pole shot his bros

Called em hoes he a bitch

If my Nigga call me get the pole you know I be there quick

Aye aye spin his block like bay blade

C.U.T the wave-wave

Tino got the AK

Niggas wanna fight now put the guns up wait-wait

Big jay be quick to lose a Nigga do the race like tay K

Aye boy you better learn

Got the track hawk on the curb

All fast cars we boutta swerv

Make a statement like I'm herb

Why tf he talking shit

N he really from da burbs

Really boutta hawk dis bitch

He ain't tryna make no turns

What this nigga boutta do

I don't even gotta clue

Make this turn we all gon shoot

Know this shit not new to u

I know that we got em last

Put that fuck shit in the past

We don't get em imma spazz

Plou getting on yo ass

Gang and dats real shit

Been around sum niggas kno my cousins really kill shit

Had a talk wit Brodie told me dat he trying to drill shit

Fuck the opps , be talkin bout us but they still ain't did shit

Fuck it dis my cash year

Getting on they ass year

Doing this n that but they was saying dat shit last year

Making twice as much the shit I made in the past year

C.u.t da family hella niggas not gon last here

Mr. Walk em down I be so quick to try to stretch a Nigga

O be fast as fuck it's not gon take to long to catch a nigga

Switching lanes

Point n aim

Choppa shoot

Choppa bang

Never go against the grain

C.U.T I never change

I gobrazyy in this bitch mess with the guys it get you stretched

Niggas talking on the net someone gon die I see a threat

Yeah u talking allat hot shit ain do shit when niggas met

Lcjd dropped a nigga beat his ass throw up the set (BOP)

GAP across my chest don't got no heart like twenty one

Why these niggas say I'm pussy I pull up n niggas run

I told tae to past the Glock n sent them niggas to the sun

Just like dot I want a thousand kills the score just four-to-none

(BITCH)

& dats real shit

Send lil roski onna mission he'll clap a nigga real quick ( clap, clap, clap)

On gang

My niggas kill shit

Niggas posted on four corners shoulda seen da way he drill shit

Man these niggas ain't on shit we treat Dese niggas like they pets

I call up tino for a mission he dog he playing fetch

Ain't to worried bout da outcome he gon put some shit to rest

If you wanna try n die den lil Nigga be my guess

Mr. Walk em down I be so quick to try to stretch a Nigga

O be fast as fuck it's not gon take to long to catch a nigga

Switching lanes

Point n aim

Choppa shoot

Choppa bang

Never go against the grain

C.U.T I never change