Bop Him
演唱：Lil Kee、Lil DurkWhat's happenin', Chi Chi?
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause they weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me, they from out the city
Everywhere you go, young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten, so I ride 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried, a nigga's changed up (Uh-uh)
Nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees, I feel like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I can drop a hundred ***** without even tryin'
Don't post **** about my brother, nigga, you ain't slidin'
I might catch that ***** and up that *****
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you wit' your daughter, *****, while you out shoppin'
.223, we bop him
I make [?] drop some
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head, but, I know I can't stop none
Try to shoot you in your ****, and I won't leave, the cops come
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid ****, like, "Why these niggas nervous?"
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid ****, like, "Where that nigga buried?"
I'll be damned if I go broke and give that stupid ***** a Birkin
Brother died by himself, wish it was me, it really hurt me
Percocet used to help the pain, but now it just ain't working
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause they weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me, they from out the city
Everywhere you go, young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten, so I ride 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried, a nigga's changed up (Uh-uh)
Nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees, I feel like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that *****, and up that *****
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you wit' your daughter, *****, while you out shoppin'
.223, we bop him
I make [?] drop some
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head, but, I know I can't stop none (Smurk)
I cut niggas off who I had real love for (Real love for)
My lil' brother takin' all of them Percs, feel like a custo' (A custo')
Learned from my mistakes, like why the state do that to JusBlow? (JusBlow)
Man, 'cause he ain't slide, he really is, but he ain't catch though (He ain't catch though)
Cut 'em off
Tryna balance this music with this street ****, feel like tug of war
Industry be crazy, the ones you doubt be the ones who love you more (Uh-huh)
Street nigga, I love to be around niggas who just love to war
If I get that vibe you don't **** with mine, then I ain't gon' **** with yours
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause they weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me, they from out the city
Everywhere you go, young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten, so I ride 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried, a nigga's changed up (Uh-uh)
Nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees, I feel like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that *****, and up that *****
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you wit' your daughter, *****, while you out shoppin'
.223, we bop him
I make [?] drop some
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head, but, I know I can't stop none
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause they weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me, they from out the city
Everywhere you go, young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten, so I ride 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried, a nigga's changed up (Uh-uh)
Nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees, I feel like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I can drop a hundred ***** without even tryin'
Don't post **** about my brother, nigga, you ain't slidin'
I might catch that ***** and up that *****
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you wit' your daughter, *****, while you out shoppin'
.223, we bop him
I make [?] drop some
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head, but, I know I can't stop none
Try to shoot you in your ****, and I won't leave, the cops come
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid ****, like, "Why these niggas nervous?"
I be thinkin' 'bout some stupid ****, like, "Where that nigga buried?"
I'll be damned if I go broke and give that stupid ***** a Birkin
Brother died by himself, wish it was me, it really hurt me
Percocet used to help the pain, but now it just ain't working
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause they weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me, they from out the city
Everywhere you go, young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten, so I ride 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried, a nigga's changed up (Uh-uh)
Nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees, I feel like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that *****, and up that *****
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you wit' your daughter, *****, while you out shoppin'
.223, we bop him
I make [?] drop some
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head, but, I know I can't stop none (Smurk)
I cut niggas off who I had real love for (Real love for)
My lil' brother takin' all of them Percs, feel like a custo' (A custo')
Learned from my mistakes, like why the state do that to JusBlow? (JusBlow)
Man, 'cause he ain't slide, he really is, but he ain't catch though (He ain't catch though)
Cut 'em off
Tryna balance this music with this street ****, feel like tug of war
Industry be crazy, the ones you doubt be the ones who love you more (Uh-huh)
Street nigga, I love to be around niggas who just love to war
If I get that vibe you don't **** with mine, then I ain't gon' **** with yours
Had to cut some niggas off 'cause they weren't really with me
So the killers I got with me, they from out the city
Everywhere you go, young nigga better keep your glizzy
Might not make it out with ten, so I ride 'round with fifty
My brother died, I barely cried, a nigga's changed up (Uh-uh)
Nod off, get you knocked off
Sometimes I cry, get on my knees, I feel like my fault
I promote violence, I'm so close to dyin'
I might catch that *****, and up that *****
I'm talkin' 'bout wildin'
I might catch you wit' your daughter, *****, while you out shoppin'
.223, we bop him
I make [?] drop some
I know he gon' pop one
I be tryna get in his head, but, I know I can't stop none