WYBH (Challenge) ft. Albee Al Lyrics

You are now listening to Code Red

Who your big homie, I'ma snatch his rank

You ain't a shark, jump out the tank

Kill the nigga, mm, kill the nigga

Who your big homie, I'ma snatch his rank You ain't a shark, jump out the tank

Killed that boy so fast, couldn't even blink Heard he died with his pole, he couldn't even think

Asked the opps bout that score man they getting spanked

Said she gon' ride this wave till that ship sank

All these racks on me, think I robbed a bank

Think them niggas real, man, I think they ain't

Off white when I step out

I seen everybody balling and I was left out

Now I'm tryna eat like it's a mess out

Heard they ain't see the shooter, he just crept out

Smell it in the air, yeah the death out

I'm a millionaire, I was a drop out

Kept the body on camera, I told him cop out

He like, bro, I'm gon' spin, I'm tryna pop out

SRT with the lights out

Like, if I catch a opp, then it's lights out

Bro on his third strike, he about to strike out

Better wear your fuckin' helmet like a bike out

Pop a perc, then my mood switch

Went to war with niggas I walked to school with

Went to school with

It's only five niggas I'm really cool with

Who your big homie, I'ma snatch his rank

You ain't a shark, jump out the tank

Killed that boy so fast, couldn't even blink

Heard he died with his pole, he couldn't even think

Asked the opps bout that score man they getting spanked

Said she gon' ride this wave till that ship sank

All these racks on me, think I robbed a bank

Think them niggas real, man, I think they ain't

Bump my music, that's my shit, no need for conversation

Get the dumping fuck the small talk and the fabrication

How your homie off parole and back up on probation

How you sat and told them people all that information

Dog off leash, watch him stick him straight from observation

I ain't dappin', nor, I'm peace in unless there's validation

Hot97 no monkey bars with this demonstration

My youngin' drawn like a pencil, how we illustrating

Drive slow past the millie, leave a black rose

Cashmere thoughts, split a image through the back door

How you homie when your homie, homie rat, though?

Shit done changed since 9-6, that's a fact, though

My nephew pump the side of whips, this that gas flow

We all steppers and we tiptoe with the mask low

Your homie ballin', but he beggin' on my line, bro

Your homie dead, stop speakin' out on

My hoodie up, don't make me dress em in black

We'll keep spinnin' and spinnin' till you never come back

I know your mama and your daddy taught you better than that

So watch your mouth before you buried where your homie be at

Who your big homie? I'm a snatch his rank

Heard that nigga pussy and his panties pink

Started swimming' with the sharks cause his ship sank

Heard y'all niggas started singin' like y'all NSYNC

My shooters all on go, it's off instinct

Your shit all sterling silver you a chip link

My homie did him dirty, left that nigga stink

Cut his head off, then we put it in a fish tank