CYC ft. SAIAH Lyrics

Yo, yo, I don't fuck with many men, cause these doctors be counterfeit

I sent the toughest dude on block, fold up, ain't that a bitch, police rolled up

Minutes later, taught him how to snitch

Rule is, if people askin' questions, I'm blinded by the coward shit

If I hit you with this hot shit, you think you can't handle it

Cause I'll jump right off this porch and land on my feet

Ain't nothin' wrong with the sidewalk, but catch me in the street

I'm outside with some guys that are deadlier than me

And a head nod'll get you and your homies, put up on a T

So when you see me say OBG cause I'm

So unique when I'm on this beat

But I really get love off in these streets

Yall bitches gon hate when I'm in TV

We don't fuck around with the weak

Cause only the strong survive you gotta be a g

Need a bowl out here boy it's cold round here so you better have your motherfuckin heat

Clutch your chrome and don't be shaky

Touch to the bone, no one can break me

Run to the throne, I come for the takin

You wish you could run shit like me

Clutch your chrome and don't be shaky

Touch to the bone, no one can break me

Run to the throne, I come for the takin

You wish you could run shit like me

Trigger'll go, boom and blow

Enemies will hide and die

Trigger'll go, boom and blow

Enemies will hide and die

Clutch the chrome, your mind is blown

Young T, rapper from Mexico

Gotta new style with a pack of dope

Off the club shit, man, we bout to blow

You got something, say bruh, say it to my face, son

Get a gun, load it up, bitch, I pump eight off

Stab you in the neck, cut the vat and wipe the blade off

Psychopathic killer, I was made to rip the paper

I turn this party straight up, all the rappers hate us

Mimic our style, I'm a similar verbatim

Talking all this shit, really sounded so outdated

Ejaculating on tracks, and your girl flexing dated

And lightning like a kilowatt, coming out my sand pod

Float like a butterfly, sting like a killer wasp

Clutch the chrome

Come on, bro, clutch your chrome, bro

Clutch your chrome

Clutch your chrome and don't be shaky

Touch to the bone, no one can break me

Run to the throne, I come for the taking

You wish you could run shit like me

Clutch your chrome and don't be shaky

Touch to the bone, no one can break me

Run to the throne, I come for the taking

You wish you could run shit like me

Trigger'll go, boom and blow

Enemies will hide and die

Trigger'll go, boom and blow

Enemies will hide and die

Quickest way up the hood is a homicide

Your homies disrespect the South, I bet you I'mma ride

Before I even started banging colors, I was ostracized

Little kid masked up, trynna burglarize

Bitch, I'm the heart of my city

They know what I've done and been in

They don't want to give me attention

Cause they know I'm the sickest

I ain't saying I'm a realist

I'm just one of the realest

You can't be standing around me if you ain't saying I'm business

Pistol on me now

I be damned if I be lacking in my city

Run your LV belt buckle boy

You better step right out here

Your waistline's where the fucking metal kept

Everything I said is G, so I treble clef

Tatted on my arm, disrespected but you Jit's in check

Clutch your chrome and don't be shaky

Touch to the bone, no one can break me

Run to the throne, I come for the taking

You wish you could run shit like me

Clutch your chrome and don't be shaky

Touch to the bone, no one can break me

Run to the throne, I come for the taking

You wish you could run shit like me