Be Gone lyrics

[Intro: Yhung T.O.]
Aye lil' Brodie, watch that sh*t that you speak on
I don’t even know you, b*tch be gone
n*ggas never come outside 'cause they be home
And if they did live in the hood they'll be gone

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Find out where dem n*ggas live, we at yo’ peep hole
And I ain't wit' that sh*t that you be on
Yeah I'm from the V but this Vlone
And b*tch if you a boss, put yo' team on
Ayy, it's on my hip, you know it's on wax
Bro caught a body and beat the case
Kick a n*gga door, we need the safe
Put this Glock down, I keep the Drake

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
n*ggas gon' keep on talkin’ crazy ’til we shut they mouth
n*ggas ain't gon’ free they b*tch 'til we run they spouse
And she got somethin' against real n*ggas, only f*ck wit' clowns
n*ggas be talkin’ bout they block but always tucked at house
Just got a stack that I can't fold, that I can't f*ckin' count
Where the f*ck was n*ggas at when I was f*ckin' down?
b*tch I always keep a strap like I f*ck around
Heard yo' daddy was a rat so you's a f*ckin' mouse
n*gga I'll beat yo' ass if I don't got the strap
How the f*ck is n*ggas shooters, still ain't shot a gat?
And I ain't hoppin' in a booth unless I got the pack
n*ggas trickin' for that babbie, n*ggas coppin' cat
Cruisin' in them SRT's but we ain't buyin' scats
b*tch if I ain't in that field a n*gga writin' raps
I like money, drugs and guns, you n*ggas like to act
And bro will snake you for that green that n*gga like Slatt
b*tch on the gang
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Find out where dem n*ggas live, we at yo' peep hole
And I ain't wit' that sh*t that you be on
Yeah I'm from the V but this Vloan
And b*tch if you a boss, put yo' team on
Ayy, it's on my hip, you know it's on wax
Bro caught a body and beat the case
Kick a n*gga door, we need the safe
Put this Glock down, I keep the Drake

[Verse 2: SOB Deezy]
And I'll let this 30 bust, what the f*ck he think?
I got n*ggas in they feelings and I blame the drink
Put this b*tch in sports mode and be gone in a blink
I think these n*ggas really mad 'cause they know they can't link
I just came up on a 10 and put 6 in the bank
Why these n*ggas talkin' sh*t can't put 5 in the tank
All these b*tches hop on di*k, they just follow the rank
I'm the type to free the b*tch, I'm the one you should thank
My granny told me change my life but no, I just can't
And when we pull up for a skit we don't shoot we just paint
And I'ma go and cut this line, 'cause no I can't wait
I tape 20 to the 30, it got slapped on the Drake
And I'll let this b*tch go before I up a cape
On the freeway doin' a hundred ain't no time to be late
I like money, I like guns, b*tch I love me the bank
And I'll f*ck yo' baby mom's 'cause you think she a saint
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Find out where dem n*ggas live, we at yo' peep hole
And I ain't wit' that sh*t that you be on
Yeah I'm from the V but this Vloan
And b*tch if you a boss, put yo' team on
Ayy, it's on my hip, you know it's on wax
Bro caught a body and beat the case
Kick a n*gga door, we need the safe
Put this Glock down, I keep the Drake