Stretched ft. YFM_SketchyO Lyrics

(There are worse things that can happen to a person than cancer

Michael thinks he's gonna die

He's convinced of it

Show that man the respect he deserves)

I deserve respect

15k right on the chain

Enough to get yo bitches wet

Walk em down

Red bottoms

Step Margiela

Looking fresh

556 gon' bleed that nigga

Bullets get that nigga stretched

Stay with the chops

Don't do no talking

Nigga's know I'm stressed

Spin the block

One time we missed him

We gon' double back

She sit where my dick is

Huh

This Bitch on my lap

Whole gang blitzed a nigga

Fuck that nigga, he get clapped

7.62 in this bitch

Gon' let everybody know

Body oh

She gon' top me down

Cause she everybody hoe

Gon' hit this ho

You ain't never slid

Bitch, you ain't slid before

Creepin' through that back door

I'm in this ho

DDOT call my phone, it's YFM

Lil' bitch, I rep the set

150 on that nigga head

Go get your brother back

Talking out your neck The same shit they got your muddy wacked

Talk on Kin, my twin, my brother

I'm gon' have to spaz

My lil' bro, he boutta spaz

These niggass talking shit

They always ask me where I'm at

Bitch, I'm on top of it

They know that sketchy likes the blues

Cause he wants all of it

The road to greatness

What I'm on

Smoking on all of this

I swear, that shit never came easy

But I kept it strong

If they keep speaking on my brothers

I'ma get them gone

Getting wicked on my shit

Put them in a song

He was talking all that heat

Now he ain't living long

I'm crashing out these niggas boof

I done had enough

Why that boy acting so hard

I can smell his bluff

He jus my other pack I smoke

We know I like to puff

The feds were trying to do us dirty

We still kept our drugs

The pigs were trying to break my bros

But now we living up

I know they want to catch us now

But we don't give a fuck

I know they want us in the cell

But we be living snug

I smoke a fatty for them nights that they ain't show love

It's me and bros

We on the route to living hills rich

We're gonna make a bag to make that mil quick

Everything goes fine until my chill switch

The demons in my head tell me to drill shit