Organize (Œ) lyrics

[Chorus: PCF ManMan]
Lil n*gga seen drakes and drums, I grew up 'round a ton
But I like switch, know drake got lego piece, know we The one hop on feet, Œ that b*tch he made a song And Felt that flame, oh he gone die for trying sh*t Buck fye that Drake, I seen his brains, if you ain’t run, you dying, b*tch

[Verse 1: Lil Tony Official]
n*gga get bucked for that lil'-ass gun and pay tryna flex For IG youngin [?] come out my slum, my grandma Wash my white tee f*ck n*gga felt that belt inside they Hood one night, one n*gga tried me brand new micro Drako, bump the wood, I’m tryna catch his psyche [?] Nothing like i-T, ion f*ck with Coco
Drop a bounty, take a n*gga LLC and every logo
He on his finsta with that fast sh*t, actually bumped Down on him slow-mo n*gga turkey dissolve, a n*gga Perky, I pop a n*gga like oh no

[Verse 2: PCF ManMan]
I seen the switch burn up his skin, oh he got burnt in fye mode these n*ggas be broke, ain’t never spin, how the f*ck they posed to Tahoes?

[Verse 3: Lil Tony Official]
This a big boy play, I grab my Gen, and now I’m Dodging potholes my vato hop inside that vin and Watch him duck his taco

[Verse 4: PCF ManMan]
We the one chase you down, oh you got Glock, now What’s yo' gen? lil' hoe mad, she posting drop like she Won’t die whoever spinned [?] can’t scatter from this sh*t, we box sh*t in know I smoke opps, beat up my Lungs [?] see n*ggas change, I’m not the same from Middle school we take you down, get smacked with Blick, dont gotta buck, that’s what we do See [?] got three, Four Glocks, ain’t hard to pill, we sliding deep
She know she bad, come to my spot, get on her knees
Y’all n*ggas Jays, can’t make no pay, been f*cking feins

[Chorus: PCF ManMan]
Lil n*gga seen drakes and drums, I grew up 'round a ton
But I like switch, know drake got lego piece, know we The one hop on feet, Œ that b*tch he made a song and felt that flame, oh he gone die for trying sh*t Buck fye that Drake, I seen his brains, if you ain’t Run, you dying, b*tch

[Outro: Lil Tony Official]
n*gga get bucked for that lil'-ass gun and pay tryna flex For IG youngin’ [?] come out my slum, my grandma Wash my white tee f*ck n*gga felt that belt inside they Hood one night, a n*gga tried it Brand new micro Drako, bump the wood, I’m tryna catch his psyche