MAKE ME SQUEEZE lyrics

[Intro]
Wow, for the win, that could be it
Gi-gi-girlNEXTdoor

[Verse 1]
Ayy, bullets poppin' like TikTok (Bah, what, pop)
Tell me what it sound like when that switch shot (Switch)
Sound like "Brrt," yeah they know that sh*t hot (Yuh)
Send a shot like my b*tch you gon' get blocked (Heh)
Shoot a lil' n*gga right out of his flip-flops
No love in this b*tch, but it's hip-hop (But it's hip-hop)
And this sh*t on my hip pop, M1911 make somebody really go have to go and get cops (Called)
Send that boy to the location, he destined (He destined)
'Fore he get dropped in the lake, foenem with him (Heh)
Interrogation, it ain't askin' no questions (Shh)
Pistol whip head, tryna break any weapon (Shh-shh, ayy)
f*ck that, I head to the pen, auto crack 'til it penetrate through you, it gon' bring out his back (Bah-bah, ayy)
n*ggas imitating foolish, screaming out facts
'Til he screamin' out loud, laying flat on his back (b*tch)
Ayy, in a big body with 32 shots like I'm Shaq (Big body)
Ayy, two twin Glocks, one Cody, the other one Zack
Gotta b*tch kinda yellow, the other one black (Black)
Carmelo I shoot it, you gon' stand the f*ck back (Grrah)
Know the labels see me and they see dollar signs 'cause I work all the time, they gon' give me them racks
Ain't finna fake, I done been on my ass
So, I take what I make, I'm giving it back
Me going broke ain't no picturing that
Gotta get this sh*t quick, gotta get this sh*t fast
Hit with the Blick if he moving suspicious
Get put in position, condition be bad
n*ggas be faking they ain't really lift
If we being realistic these n*ggas is ass
[Verse 2]
Ayy, stop and make me squeeze (Squeeze)
Ayy, hot sh*t make you freeze (Freeze)
Ayy, shot hit make you bleed
Ayy, doc' can't make you breathe (What?)
Ayy, blue dot on top the scope (Blue dot)
Ayy, see through like telescope
Ayy, that boy need a doctor's note
Get popped in smoke for poppin' smokes
Killing sh*t like the great league (Uhh)
FN in that muhf*cka facey (Yuh)
Pop pill, put a n*gga in a grave sleep
Comme des Garçons, a hunnid dollar grey T (Hunnid dollar)
Come up like it's Warzone, pull up with a STG-44 hit a n*gga through the headpiece (Grrt)
A baby Draco then drop it, I'm deadbeat
FN on me, that muhf*cka fleshy
Damn, that muhf*cka sexy
I told that b*tch you don't wanna upset me (Yuh)
That ho just blocked me and label just texted me, I told them n*ggas jus' send me a spreadsheet (Damn)
Keep all that sh*t to yourself and your bestie
I don't give a f*ck, you ain't gotta impress me (Too fake)
Talkin' like he really ridin', he ready (Ayy-ayy)
Get hit up at five like a night up at Freddy's (Grrt)