Mr. Woody lyrics

[Intro]
My mama said I got death on me (My eyes stressed some)
The reason why I got this vest on me (Ayy, n*gga left on me)
Helluva made this beat baby
b*tch (b*tch)
Ayy, free Lil easy, b*tch
(Back to the street sh*t)
And free Skeet b*tch (Back to the street sh*t)
I ain't hiding, b*tch I'm in the city (b*tch, b*tch)
f*ck with me (b*tch, b*tch, back to the street sh*t)
Back to the street sh*t
b*tch, b*tch, Back to the street sh*t (4 gang in this)
I ain't hiding, b*tch I'm in the city

[Verse]
Ain't into talking n*gga, la-la-la
Ain't been the same b*tch since I got shot (Duh)
My leg hurt, aye but he got dropped
We got knots
Free my pop, f*ck my opps
Nah for real (b*tch!)
You gon make more than the news, if you touch my watch
Yelling free my Uncle Nells ([?])
You ain't never take a life, I can tell
How to playing murder in that cell, kinda shook ya
You need a whooping
Give me dub, I'll cook it (pus*y!)
Hunnit thousand on me all took
Seven murders in, all hoodies
Quick to top something just for looking
Quick to drop something, I'm a bully
Handgun chop, its a fully
Old school chop, Mr. Woody (Mr. Woody n*gga, y'all n*ggas know how we coming)
b*tch don't come around asking bout nobody (b*tch)
Every n*gga round me toting silent
See us on the wood cause he dropped me
f*ck he getting mad, cause he had
Four chops deep when we ride
Big fours, b*tch you can't divide it
Hustle boys, yeah I got it tatted
Push yo sh*t back cause he ready
Back to the street sh*t
I was gone, now I'm back on the east b*tch
I ain't hiding, b*tch, I'm in the city
[Outro]
4 gang, or no gang n*gga