OYK? Lyrics

If you run up on me bet I get the clicking

If you run up on me bet I get the blitzing

If you run up on me bet i'd get it finished

If you run up on me better have your smiffin'

Oh OYK? You get sent to your base

And they talking on smelly, he got shot in his brain (Rah-Rah)

Imma up for the gang if he OYK, imma let it spray

Im a oota' I think they forgot, got a .9 bullets ripping your snot

All my guys, they ready and steady, bullets gon' drop to his face and they fought

Not lying on bro I forgot, smoking Rah got put in the box

Free Kay Flock, Mr. Everything dead with the pocket and rock

Catch a opp got .40 make him dance if he yelling whats gunning leave him un-advanced

I ain't giving no chance put the beam on his trans got this .4 in the jeans and my .5 in my grant

Hold on just pause leave him just trans-gender, all these rappers are gay with they tiny sweaters

Smoking Noah like we didn't make him wetter

If I pull the Bridge you gon' see Berettas

Like R.I.P Tabby, catch a opportunity to leave him with rab-bies

Got a .30 like Curry, if he run up on me then im tucking my jersey

Run up then you outta' luck

'Cause most of your bros had got shot in a rappers dust

Smoking Rah-Rah and laugh it up

Oh he talking Notti, he get sense to his mighty dust

Why they capping & rapping, they saying Tg and Kenzo what happened?

I ain't giving no fractions, put 70 da' head, bullets beat to his passion

On bro you capping, he order his drip from the net like whats that man (Yusef)

"Imma blast it and rast it" (Ayo!)

And J'Ceon, we know you a f-

If you run up on me bet I get the clicking

If you run up on me bet I get the blitzing

If you run up on me bet i'd get it finished

If you run up on me better have your smiffin'

Oh OYK? You get sent to your base

And they talking on smelly, he got shot in his brain (Rah-Rah)

Imma up for the gang if he OYK, imma let it spray

Graah, graah, graah

Graah, graah, graah, graah, graah, graah

Free Sheemy, Velly