IDK YOU lyrics

[Intro]
Ay ay ay, Lil Crix bless yo' trap
Mhmmm mhmmm mhmm ay

[Verse]
I spin the bin on all you n*ggas
Hop out all on feet too
Park the car, let me hop out
I catch you flagging I'ma pop out
Mhmm mhmm mhmm ayy
Mhmm mhmm mhmm ayy
What I say?
Spin the bin, I spin the bin for real
Ay, bro go pass the Drac'
Me and Tazz in a 550, tryna catch a case (Trap)
Sport mode, down the I, I'm doing 150 (Ay)
Turn down this street, ay, let me let off, bout 150
Who the hell is all these new n*ggas, lil bro I don’t know
How the hell these n*ggas screaming motion like they is not broke
T you got shot in yo ass, lil n*gga stop talkin'
All it take is two shots from this FN to stop walkin'
Everytime I pull up to the scene, n*ggas cop out
Last dude got shot in his eye, then it popped out
Real gangsta I don’t speak on no sh*t I’m not activе in
All it take a stolo and I pullin' up, I spin the bin
Beforе this rap sh*t I was hoppin' out, AUG
Ask around my city, n*ggas know not to play with me
Don’t let this lightskin fool you b*tch I’ll pop you right up in yo eye
Last n*gga tried to play to play with me bih that n*gga died
Zoe cluck a n*gga in the his head with this .223
Gotta better chance playing with lebron then playing with me
I can throw bullets and go on runs like Lamar Jackson
I can send my lil cracka to spin he look like John Paxson
Top dog in this sh*t, I'll send a hit if I want to
n*ggas know I’m certified, I pay for chops and bonds too
Free all of my n*ggas out the can, we can chase 'em down
Shot a n*gga right by the lake, then I made 'em drown
[Outro]
Aye
How we beefing and I made you run
Mhmm n*gga, b*tch I don’t know you
Mhmm
You can go before I go too
Mhmm mhmm
That boy gonna go before I go to
Mhmm mhmm
I'ma exterminate that whole clique
Mhmm mhmm
sh*t all you n*ggas gonna die
Mhmm
And that’s no bap mhhm
I can put that on my 5 jit
Mhmm Mhmm