Sleazy Flow (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Yungeen Ace]
I ain't sparin' sh*t on this b*tch I ain't gon' lie
Aye GMK

[Verse: Yungeen Ace & GMK]
If KTA f*ck with Y&R, then they're all rats
If Winnie the Pooh get on the stand, and n*gga I'm gon' call that
6Block, tell 'em how we get up close, we face sh*t
Y'all can ask La Cracka, he the one who got his face hit
A n*gga ran down did Osama like Obama 'nem
Keep 'bout 2-3 Glocks inside the car, even with my momma 'nem (Aye, aye)
Its 32 shots inside this car, 'cause I got one Shotz inside my wood
And a n*gga named Tayshotzz posted in the back, with 30 clip all black hood
Run from a opp, n*ggas wish we would
Wanna be gang, they wish they could
All these opp n*ggas wanna be famous, take em out the rap game, put 'em in a wood
Lets talk some real facts, the only n*gga gettin money was Lil' Mitch ass
Stood over him and now he dead, with his b*tch ass
Backstreet just f*cked him a opp hoe, with her thick ass
Ace collectin bodies outta state, with his slick ass
I can't smoke 6 so i gotta smoke 8
Mix in the Netri, sprinkle the Dank
n*gga know I'm a shark, come jump in my tank
Still flip a n*gga car like back in the day
What about Teki?
What about Nine?
What about Bim?
What about Spaazz?
What about Mookie?
Talkin' 'bout the n*gga who hopped in the car and he crashed
Talkin' 'bout NHG, you talkin' bout a n*gga gon' hop out, get on your ass
Talkin' 'bout ATK, gon' run down sh*t and face 'em with no mask
Talkin' 'bout anything what we bang, better [?] assed out, laid in the grass
We put switches on the Glocks we shootin', they too fast
Why them opps look like they 'bout to eat? Knock off the breadwinner
Chopper make a n*gga lean, just like he got red in him
I don't f*ck with none of these rappers, all of 'em b*tch and green
Don't put me in no mix of sh*t, I'm steppin' on sh*t you ain't never seen
I just bought a lot of choppers, 60 clips and red beams
I got blood on my Amiris
They gon drop your case at first appearance
None of these b*tch ass n*ggas, can't take them serious, them n*ggas ain't scaring me
n*ggas won't pick no side, boys gon' die, because they in between
Opp hoe sister choosin' me
We don't condone no foolery
She said she feel safer over here, this where the shooters be
She say ain't no paper over there, sh*t, she barely eat
Them n*ggas keep on dying inside the 6, them n*ggas barely breathing (Still alive)