Had Enough Lyrics

Gang, no I can't let up

Put my foot down on they neck, can't let up

So tell the corners pick em up

Said I don't care if we was blood

Press my foot down on they necks like it's a pedal, can't let up

When I finish he'll be unresponsive, tell the corners pick em up

I'm so slimy, I like catching bodies

Don't care if they was blood what's on my shoes

Said it might be a scuff because I grew up rough

Press my foot down on they neck like it's a pedal, can't let up

When I finish he'll be unresponsive, tell the corners pick em up

I'm so slimy, I like catching bodies

Don't care if they was blood what's on my shoes

Said it might be a scuff because I grew up rough

Been to that money, I ain't had enough

Love how it's adding up, press the end button

If she acting up, ain't with that sassy stuff

Knock' em down if that boy standing up

This cannon go through stuff, let's switch the topic

I heard he was plotting, he won't what's in my pocket

He don't know I like to play it slimy, I know that bitch on side him

I'm so honory, I knew that he was watching

But I had to drop him, chick was with him, yeah she seen too much

So you know she had got it, can't take no chances

If they pick her up, can't trust a ho to be quiet back to the block

Had to fetch the Glock and grab me a Uzi

Pray his homies they ain't moving stupid

Cause I can't wait to use it, hit the crib

Let me check the news clip, make sure he ain't make it

When he don't, then I'm celebrating

Right back to that bacon

Press my foot down on they necks like it's a pedal, can't let up

When I finish he'll be unresponsive, tell the corners pick em up

I'm so slimy, I like catching bodies

Don't care if they was blood, what's on my shoes

Shit it might be a scuff, because I grew up rough

Press my foot down on they necks like it's a pedal, can't let up

When I finish he'll be unresponsive, tell the corners pick em up

I'm so slimy, I like catching bodies

Don't care if they was blood, what's on my shoes

Shit it might be a scuff, because I grew up rough

He outside on the playground, it's the bet I'm finna slide

Leave his brains on the fucking curb

Now he out his mind, catch him in traffic

You know we bout action, we Swiss cheese the ride

Fuck them niggas, know what's up with us, they the other side

Catch that nigga, then knock off his face

For tellin bout that case, we ride with a K's

And we ride with choppas, with drums, turn up the bass

Don't come outside, you are not a killer

We all know you lie, keep a switch on the Gleezy

Guarantee somebody die, caught up in traffic

Slidin' in them Stalkers, movin' fast as lightning

You got the low, where that nigga Tay

Know we tryna strike him, I can't help it

I'm a real stepper, send shit up to heaven

Where I catch him, the same place I stretch him

Clap him with this metal, I pop out

Turn up at a show, snatch a freaky

Hoe, her nigga trippin', leavin' out the door

He said won't smoke, but I be wrong

If I wack him for that gangsta shit, he spoke

I don't give no fuck, make a call to Kano

Tell him up to score

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