Price Tag lyrics

[Intro: Don Trip]
(Red On The Beat)
Yeah

[Chorus: Don Trip]
Ridin' in that low-low with the headlights off
Hop up out that b*tch and knock your head right off
There's a price tag on you
My young n*ggas out here hurtin' (My young n*ggas out here hurtin', yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All up in the club with the ice all on him
Hit him with that heat and make that ice unthaw
There's a price tag on you
My young n*ggas out here hurtin' (My young n*ggas out here hurtin', yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: BEO Lil Kenny]
Ayy, Triple hit me up, say it's a price tag on him (A price tag)
Told him he my n*gga so I'd do a half-off for him (Just give me half)
You spend you like twenty, then you got insurance on him (You got insurance on him)
I live on the North, ho, better know I got that burner (I got that brrr, bah-bah-bah)
Chopper bullet like piranha teeth (Piranha teeth)
Squeeze the chopper 'til it's on the E (On the E)
f*ck the n*gga said he fronted me (f*ck him)
Fifty n*ggas that's a hundred feet (That's a hundred feet)
If we was playin' chess in the cell, n*gga still wouldn't get in front of me
That freaky-ass b*tch he layin' with every night lick the balls from underneath (Oh yeah)
I wrote a check and they garnished me (Oh yeah)
Got college girls, yeah, they honor me
Last year, they makin' fun of me (Oh yeah)
Now I'm having a lot of money (CEO sh*t)
Pulled down in the cemetery
Triple, go'n 'head, hit the headlights (Hit the lights)
Chopper swingin', red dot on it
Had us like a deer in the headlights
Pockets flat, but I leave 'em flatter
I want his head, put it on the platter
I want his picture, yeah, on every channel (Every channel)
If he an actor, do him on the camera
We got your man if the price is right
Like a freak b*tch, he get hit tonight
Tim Duncan, stick sweepin' people (Hahaha)
We got bodies like the Jeepers Creepers (CEO sh*t)
[Chorus: Don Trip]
Ridin' in that low-low with the headlights off
Hop up out that b*tch and knock your head right off
There's a price tag on you
My young n*ggas out here hurtin' (My young n*ggas out here hurtin', yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All up in the club with the ice all on him
Hit him with that heat and make that ice unthaw
There's a price tag on you
My young n*ggas out here hurtin' (My young n*ggas out here hurtin', yeah)

[Verse 2: Don Trip]
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so with the sh*t, don't make me prove it
Gave my young n*gga 'bout two hundred, he went and bought an Uzi
Tried to talk some sense into him, "Bruh, these streets ain't worth your life"
He like, "Trip, how you gon' talk? You got two pistols and a knife
And I hear everything you write, you'll gun a n*gga down and you won't think twice"
I couldn't do nothing but nod my head to what he was sayin' 'cause he was right
I got that hammer like I'm Fix-It Felix, hope to never need it, but
If push comes to shove, then you're gonna get to meet Jesus
And I'm gonna get to go home to my babies
We probably watch Frozen, we might even read it
And you catch a bullet like open receivers
And I plan to ball 'til they give me the needle
I'd be lying if I said I was sorry
Go take a trip to the Justice Department and tell 'em it's time they feed these children
They out here starvin', they out here robbin'
Out here killin' each other for Robins
They out here shootin', y'all out here marchin'
Obviously, there's a problem, how you think picket signs are gon' solve it?
We live in the jungle, every day is hunting season
Even a lion becomes prey to hungry hyenas
Let that sink in (Godspeed)
[Chorus: Don Trip]
Ridin' in that low-low with the headlights off
Hop up out that b*tch and knock your head right off
There's a price tag on you
My young n*ggas out here hurtin' (My young n*ggas out here hurtin', yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
All up in the club with the ice all on him
Hit him with that heat and make that ice unthaw
There's a price tag on you
My young n*ggas out here hurtin' (My young n*ggas out here hurtin', yeah)