Bully

Nigga keep makin' these disses
Like his brother restin'
But knowin' his killer ain't dead
I heard T'Y was behind him
Why these niggas lyin'?
Who the fuck hit JonJon in the head?
They know we been up on the score
Who created they block?
But they ain't gon'- (hrrt)

Nigga keep makin' these disses
Like his brother restin'
But knowin' his killer ain't dead
I heard T'Y was behind him
Why these niggas lyin'?
Who the fuck hit JonJon in the head?
They know we been up on the score
Who created they block?
But they ain't gon' tell you 'bout that
Luh Domo was scared then a ho
He was 'posed to get popped but luh brudda was fast on his legs
Lil' bro in the back of the car with a G23
Slime tryna catch him a table
Get close when I shoot, I'ma make sure a bitch-nigga see
This switch get to kissin' him later
I know I'm a slime, bitch, I ain't got nothin' to hide
All of my cards on the table
Lil' bro you a bitch, I see that shit in yo' eyes
I be the best out, I done faced 'em

Another nigga hood switched up
Boy, I wish a nigga would, watch his ass die tryna play
I got whiff of the jigga, crawlin' all out of my 'Wood
Smoke they ass right to the face (dead-ass bitch)
This a big ass drop, so we came with some big ass drops
Better hope that you ain't in the way
He a big ass opp, bitch, I got this lil' ass chop'
Put a nigga ass right in they place
It's a pin on this chop', it's a fully
It'll knock down a bully
Leave his ass down on his block
If he green as a snot, we gon' do it
Bro'nem get to it
Shouldn't've had his backdoor unlocked
Shout out to my bros in the pen', the rest in the field
They know that I miss them a lot
Get in the way of this shit you get drilled
Sackchaser business, they put lil' bro ass in a box
He was dissin' that day and got killed
They caught him and wacked 'em
That's just the way that it was
He was callin' my phone like, "We got 'em"
Luh brudda 'nem popped 'em
We call that shit murder and love
If you jump out and shoot
I bet you would get a reward if you stretch you an opp
See I ain't go nothin' to do
So I'm sendin' a blitz everytime that they say that I'm not
I 'on't even reply to disses but these niggas trippin
So fuck it, fuck all the opps
What the fuck is a Double-0 Glizzy
Why the fuck is you mentionin' me in yo' song? You a die
A nigga ain't did shit to me, or none of my Sacks
The shit that he rappin' a lie
The day that I catch him, better have that bitch right on his hip
Or I promise this shit'll get hot, bitch

Nigga keep makin' these disses
Like his brother restin'
But knowin' his killer ain't dead
I heard T'Y was behind him
Why these niggas lyin'?
Who the fuck hit JonJon in the head?
They know we been up on the score
Who created they block?
But they ain't gon' tell you 'bout that
Luh Domo was scared then a ho
He was 'posed to get popped but luh brudda was fast on his legs
Lil' bro in the back of the car with a G23
Slime tryna catch him a table
Get close when I shoot, I'ma make sure a bitch-nigga see
This switch get to kissin' him later
I know I'm a slime, bitch, I ain't got nothin' to hide
All of my cards on the table

Lil' bro you a bitch, boy, I'm finna bounce out and hrrt
Leave yo' ass right on that table, nigga
Ayy, free all my motherfuckin' brothers
Ayy, these niggas know how this shit get
I ain't even finna do all that, like
Nigga know how this shit get
Free all my brothers
Free Monte, free Ku, free T-Man, free Mula
Free all my brothers, free the killers
Free all my Smacks, like
Fuck the opps