Forsure lyrics

(Intro: Ketchy the Great )
(Ayy) I was on sum, ay
Baby know that we dem' n*gga's that fo' sho' fo' sho' (for sure) x6
(RonRon do that sh*t)

(Verse 1: Ketchy the Great)
Baby know that we dem' n*gga's that fo' sho' fo sho'
Bool fresh up out the slammer got his neck froze (froze)
Try to try my n*ggas n' that choppa take a n*gga soul (dew dew)
You know we Mei Ling bop, pop shots n' take souls (ayy, dew dew)
You know we get the cash, I buss' a bankroll (racks)
We get the pieces bussdown, ain't f*ckin' wit' the plane goal (ugh)
We buss' these n*ggas b*tches, run through em' wit' a bankroll (ok)
You can see the gang in the dark we a light show

(Chorus: Ketchy the Great)
Baby know that we dem' n*gga's that fo' sho' fo' sho' (for sure) (Stinc Team) x8

(Verse 2: Good Finesse)
All these chains on my neck like Kunta Kinte
Big Glock on my hip this ain't no switchblade
Big juice in my cup this swamp water
n*gga's rappin' all they like but they is not harder
Yeah I keep me a stick like i'm Harry Potter
Take a look at my ear b*tch it's salt water
F&N blow you down like a whistle
You n' Johns in a foreign or rental catch plays, catch flights, dump chicken
(Chorus: Ketchy the Great)
Baby know that we dem' n*gga's that fo' sho' fo' sho' (for sure) (Stinc Team) x8

(Verse 3: Young Bull)
Now, really i'm that n*gga fo' sho, fo' suredy' (ay ay)
Aquafina water on my neck, my jewelry
Faggot ass b*tch, why you leave? You blew it (hah)
Imma' dog a hoe, treat her like a poodle (stupid b*tch)
I'm fresh up out the cuffs, not steak, not noodles (hold on)
I been out 16 hours pourin' a pint of juice (damn)
Called Ketchy, told em' pick up dis' prostitute (skrrt, skrrt)
Back home drippin' Rick Owens n*gga's know the truth

(Chorus: Ketchy the Great)
Baby know that we dem' n*gga's that fo' sho' fo' sho' (for sure) (Stinc Team) x8

(Verse 4: Ralfy the Plug)
We dem' n*ggas, das' fo' sho, fo' sho
A n*gga act stupid gone get hocus pocused, hmm
Hella' slumped off slow motion potion
Drag race the foreign trynna' ghost the posers
n*gga's mad cuz' they some local jokers
Bull came home, they act like it was from the polar
Boogers in the bezel like humungous boulders
The Stinc Team home b*tch the wait is over, the plug
(Chorus: Ketchy the Great)
Baby know that we dem' n*ggas that fo' sho' fo' sho' (for sure) (Stinc Team) x8