Detroit Flow Pt 2 lyrics

[Intro]
(Yuh, yuh) Yuh, Yuh
Yuh, Yuh, Yuh, Yuh
Yuh, Yuh, Aye, Aye, Aye

[Verse]
Know you pus*y, why you perpetrating to be a shooter
n*gga play with that then we gon' up this Mac, like a computer
I made half a ticket in the trenches, should've did it sooner
Act a fool, just like I'm [?], In the four, thuggin with [?]
I heard tell about his hoe, that n*gga better hide his b*tch
They can't seem to call a quarter 50, how I rob with sticks
Momma made a boss and I be dripping sauce no condiments (Ha)
On the net, these n*ggas play, but in my face, they compliment

[Verse 2]
Youngin built the legacy, I'm wherе opps don't ever be
Quincho madе the recipe, we did some sh*t you'll never see
Quick to hawk a n*gga down, he ran so fast he left his feet
How you want some [?] with me and you, but you got no bread for me
I be workin', that's for certain, 'bout some land and not Birkin
Having chicken like its church’s, We got pounds so come and purchase
When I'm round her, she get nervous, she gon' f*ck me, we ain't flirting
Gotta pay us for our service, this a trap and not a circus

[Verse 3]
Take it off, b*tches wanna f*ck me cause I'm popping, but don't play it off (Damn)
Know they hate the fact that I'm trending topic, but I shake it off
n*ggas try to pick, we send the blitz, and then they play the law
We collecting hats, if was that then we wouldn't play with y'all
I won't hesitate, my daughter got paper from my pops like she was [?]
n*ggas dissin', If they pay attention, then I could educate
Drop down with that pew pew pew pew pew, and they investigate
[Verse 4]
I'm never on time but all this sh*t, but I ain't never late
Could've gon' dissect whatever it hit and make it separate
We'll leave your top inside your blood and let it marinate
And I just bought a Benz to leave my friends, when I accelerate
All this sh*t be [?], you feed the [?] then you gon' elevate
Put your blood up on the wall like paint we tryna decorate
I care for the cap for what we do, so I'm gon regulate
I'ma pop your bro, if he too big, cause I'm a featherweight
I'm nothing like old dude, I do what I'm posed' to
n*ggas Switchin, better watch them people that you close too
Punch the gas, leave a n*gga flat just like some bowl shoes
Give and go, we gon' flip the hoe and she had no clue (Yeah)

[Verse 5]
Play with us it's doomsday, a slight ten on Tuesday
Yo partner a fruitcake, leave 'em drunk, D'usse
I just paid like 25, and I ain't even got my shoes laced
We ain't tryna talk, bring out the chalk, and let this tool quake
Before I grab my paper, get my iron first
We gon' let that iron burst, show him how that fire work
Bro be selling white, and he got ten, that n*gga diverse
I still talk to God and put new flows inside of my church
You the of n*gga that gotta go ask your mom first
We was helping Mom out, you snuck inside your mom purse
If I pay that price to get your life, that mean it's my work
All these heaters bussin, like the speakers at a concert
[Verse 6]
Stop for real, we the ones, split these n*ggas up, we feel like Doctor Phil
I'm the one that went and got the bag, and let my mama chill
Crazy how my young n*gga’ll kill you for some dollar bills

[Outro]
Kill you for some dollar bills (Yeah, yuh)