Tack By The Cat lyrics

[Intro]
Say good night to the bad guy

[Chorus]
Got some n*ggas on the other side (No cap)
And them boys strapped with a motherf*ckin' gat
All my n*ggas down to ride (Ha)
Fifty shots to your head and a hundred to your back
Homicide, we gon’ slide
Put my trust in a gun, I'll never trust a gnat
Big G got mob ties (Skee)
And I know some bloods that'll get your sh*t wacked (Slatt)
Pourin’ up drank, yeah, we sippin' on akk, yeah (Drink)
And we smokin' on thrat
Ten got the glizzy, Mitty Mitt got the MAC, yeah (On God)
He'll knock you off your hat, ran off with the work
I ain't fumble with the pack
I'll kill your baby 'fo you blow off my back
I don't ride old school, b*tch, I’m speeding in a cat
I’m 'bout to set a trap for you motherf*ckin’ rats

[Verse 1: Mitty Mitt]
Now go on 'head, get your ass tack by the cat
It's Mitty Mitt with the MAC
I pull up all black, no cap in my rap
All white coupe and the feet all black
n*gga wanna fight, nah, n*gga, f*ck that
I'ma catch a n*gga down bad when he lack
Run off with his sack and he’ll never get it back
I'll do the sh*t again, ain't nothin' to the mack
I got a big bankroll on swole
All this ice on me, I'm cold
You ain't never seen no sh*t like this
You want the good gas then you better call Mitt
If you ain't never been I can't take you on a lick
Lil' b*tch tryna ride like a Harley Davidson
The police watching me but they ain't got no evidence
'Bout to give lil' shawty hell even though she heaven sent
And it gon' be a homicide
If a n*gga try to snatch my chain off my neck
n*gga ain't going for that 4L
The gang, we step on a f*ck n*gga neck
If you owe me I'ma come collect the debt like the f*ckin' IRS
Never settle for the less
I got a big bag just to hold all the stress
Stone cold Mitt, now I'm flexing on my ex b*tch
[Chorus]
Got some n*ggas on the other side (No cap)
And them boys strapped with a motherf*ckin' gat
All my n*ggas down to ride (Ha)
Fifty shots to your head and a hundred to your back
Homicide, we gon' slide
Put my trust in a gun, I'll never trust a gnat
Big G got mob ties (Skee)
And I know some bloods that'll get your sh*t wacked (Slatt)
Pourin' up drank, yeah, we sippin' on akk, yeah (Drink)
And we smokin' on thrat
Ten got the glizzy, Mitty Mitt got the MAC, yeah (On God)
He'll knock you off your hat, ran off with the work
I ain't fumble with the pack
I'll kill your baby 'fo you blow off my back
I don't ride old school, b*tch, I'm speeding in a cat
I'm 'bout to set a trap for you motherf*ckin' rats

[Verse 2: Lee Ten]
Said I'm 'bout to set a trap for you motherf*ckin' rats
I'm a big dog and I'm killing any cat
All of my n*ggas, they screaming out blatt
Play with that gang, you get your ass wacked, yeah
And I'm sitting in the back
Clutching on the glizzy, Mitty Mitt got the MAC
Ran off on Zay, he ain't getting sh*t back
A hunnid shots to his head and a fifty to his back, yeah
And we pourin' up drank
n*gga, we sipping, f*ck what a n*gga think
My daddy in the cell and he strapped with a shank
You say you my round but really you ain't, yeah
I run with some slimes
Them n*ggas some snakes, them n*ggas my kind
Like Tony Romo 'cause I keep a nine
Free spine G, my n*gga doing time
And it gon' be a homicide (On God)
If a n*gga think I'm going for that
n*gga, 4L the gang
Mitt told you that we step on a f*ck n*gga neck
Better get respect when I up with the tech
Shoot at his face like i aim for the neck
Up with the pump, it blow out his chest
All of my n*ggas gon' bang the set, blatt, blatt
[Chorus]
Got some n*ggas on the other side (No cap)
And them boys strapped with a motherf*ckin' gat
All my n*ggas down to ride (Ha)
Fifty shots to your head and a hundred to your back
Homicide, we gon' slide
Put my trust in a gun, I'll never trust a gnat
Big G got mob ties (Skee)
And I know some bloods that'll get your sh*t wacked (Slatt)
Pourin' up drank, yeah, we sippin' on akk, yeah (Drink)
And we smokin' on thrat
Ten got the glizzy, Mitty Mitt got the MAC, yeah (On God)
He'll knock you off your hat, ran off with the work
I ain't fumble with the pack
I'll kill your baby 'fo you blow off my back
I don't ride old school, b*tch, I'm speeding in a cat
I'm 'bout to set a trap for you motherf*ckin' rats