Don't Sing ft. Mozzy Lyrics

Big glizzy, 41, It spit out Four feeze Send him up to the nosebleed

Least one confirmed kill when you applying for the wrong team

GSR particles is part of this long sleeve Shh, be quiet, they get up on you, just don't sing

Wasn't a word uttered out, that's word to my co-D's

I don't want it around my circumference he won't squeeze, deadass

Bet you I'ma let off the whole thing, Bam Bam

Same hood, different mother, that don't change nothing

Cause we related through this gang, share the same suckers

Same thumper utilized, but on different skits

They, well aware, who got the bitty lit

Fourth

They well aware, who got the city lit

Big four fizzy, 'll the toughest sucka wiggy split

50 trippin' on me, had to smarten up and go legit

But Lord knows if suckas try me, I'ma have to pull a skit

Stay away from fake like a bank does to counterfits

Stop talkin' like a killer, you ain't never down some shit

You the type to hate on your bro, while you round a bitch

I'm the type to put on my bros, when I hit a lick

This FN pistols lined up with you down the middle

Time to have fun, and leave your body bullet riddled

I ain't the type to send a crash, I'm the type to slide with you

Four bands, a grenade launcher, this chopper shootin' mini-missiles

Local 2 global, you can catch me throwin' twos up

Glocks with the switches, cause these suckers tryna do us

Cause Mozzy and Neffy will make the baddest bitches choose up

Still screamin' free lotto, brother keep your head up