COCKPIT ft. DEWEY Lyrics

Junior, you a Savage

Hop in a Mayback, we be comin' through

Hellcat, we be slidin' too

Pull up on em niggas, actin' goofy and they owe me too

I'm in the streets, you talk bout who? Chase him down, he left his shoe's

I'm a winner boy, run around my town, I ain't finna lose

Me and Dewey, we some internationals we got this

They afraid of us, they know us for putting niggas in the blood pit

Niggas tranna fight me, they belong inside the cockpit

Mosh pit, they know when I pull up its a mosh pit

He be dissing on me, boy I got that chopper on my hand

Put that 40 on him, they won't stop until they catch him dead

With this glizzy on me, I just made that nigga piss he's scared

Ayo, Dewey homie, let's just run the block and see who's gang

Man down, man down, RIP, nigga that's a man down

Chase ya, nigga we gon' chase ya, chase ya, he gon' end up in the ground

In the trenches, ridin with my brody

Throw the 40, Codeine in my cup please

You don't know me, my nigga, you don't know me

You don't know me, my nigga, you cant fuck with me

Hop in a mayback we be comingthrough, Hellcat, we be sliding too

Pull up on em niggas, acting goofy and they owe me too

I'm in the streets, you talk bout who? Chase him down, he left his shoe's

I'm a winner boy, run around my town, I ain't finna lose

Me and Dewey, we some internationals we got this

They afraid of us, they know us for putting niggas in the blood pit

Niggas tryna fight me, they belong inside the cockpit

Mosh pit, they know when I pull up it's a mosh pit

I bet he's belly yellow as, it get that boy a bitch

There ain't no benefit to being around him

He gon' switch or snitch like, is it lit around here

Folks, when we pull up, it's cigarette

It knock the air up out yo chest, what we smoking not unleaded, if you need me, let me know

It's all on deck like hot and ready

Like a red little polka dotted dress, the opps they itty bitty

No discretion on what we doing, money stretching independent

Ain't no pessimists, we keep it steady pressing, them boys a menace

Funny thing how he a burger, but he aint got no cheese or lettuce

Funny thing how he still losing, it take a lot to learn a lesson

Couldn't fit my shoes to walk a mile, bitch don't do no stepping

He got chippy tooth for talking stupid, boo hoo, bitch go dress it

Hop in a mayback, we be coming through

Hellcat we be sliding too, pull up on em niggers actin goofy and they owe me too

I'm in the streets, you talk bout who? Chase him down, he left his shoe's

I'm a winner, boy, run around my town, I ain't finna lose

Me and Dewey, we some internationals, we got this

They're afraid of us, they know us for putting niggas in the blood pit

Niggas tranna fight me, they belong inside the cock pit

Mosh pit, they know when I pull up, it's a mosh pit