We The Reason ft. Yvngsanee Lyrics

Yo

Yo

BP

For real

Catch that lil boy come in now Catch that lil boy come in now

Yo

Yo

Can that lil boy let it night

When we pop out inside Glocks

We see him, we blitz him on sight

I love lil k shawt , he psyched

Lil BP come through, bein' blocked

He drop that window, ain't shit you can do

Switch on the Glock, I'ma boil him like stew

BG get mad, roll him up like some zap

Switch up that block, then go back to the spot

BP, then we can start runnin

Damn, I like to do pop-ups because of them vamps

Switch the butt on the back of the Glock like a lamb

I be damned if I go back and forth by the trot

I know BP gon' blow, call a shot up his stem

Nigga riskin' it like he droppin' a deal

They block for the love of LeVette, I can't miss

I hop in the booth and I make me a hit

It just happen, I don't even try

We see a opp, he get addled like pie

Dang it, shit's sweet, he run up, he gon

Hell a bad bitch, it's just me and my twin

Can't tell no more, lost a young broo for the win

Been doin' this shit, he might have done forgot

We the whole reason the city got hot

We the whole reason the city got hot

You out here, you claim you somethin', you not

Fuck a whole kicker out of the spot

She thought I was grim, tryna give up the dash

I'ma chop her, I'ma ride with the chopper

I'ma hit you, and I ain't spendin' a minute

Had some more love for my brother

I hop out wherever my trigger, I pull up for minutes

I get the drop, here they blockin', we spinnin

I click the switch when it's time to get busy

And y'all bros, they gon' spin till they blow up the city

They ask you, who buy the lil' nigga on weed

I pop out with 30, hop out the car, see a opp doin' dirty

If they ask why I did it, I did it on purpose

Spit on your block with some shit you ain't heard of

Walk in my car, I been sippin' on purpose

Yeah, in the booth, I be smokin' my opp

Never lack, got a switch on the Glock

Tryna run off, we croppin' the top

Drop the window, ain't shit you can do

Drop a body and get in that mode

We're in the city, these niggas ain't talk

Tryna catch me and hat-poppin' shit with the bros

Damn, I like to do pop-ups because of them vents

Switch the button on the back of the Glock like a lamp

I be damned if I go back and forth by the trunk

I know BP gon' blow, call a shot, it been stamped

Nigga riskin' his life, he droppin' a deal

They block for the love of LeVette, I can't miss

I hop in the booth, and I make me a hit

It just happened, I don't even try

We see a opp, he get head on like Pac

Dang it, she sweet, he run up, he gon

Hell a bad bitch, she just me and my twin

Can't tell no more, lost a young bro for the win

Been doin' this shit, eat my head, I forgot

We the whole reason the city got hot