Thizzler Cypher x Yvnng Ecko lyrics

[Intro: Frisco Philly B & King Boolu]
(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)
It's your boy Frisco Philly B at the 2022 Thizzler Cypher
And it's me, n*gga
Right now we got the Nightingale warriors, the EBK Avengers
We finna assemble in this motherf*cker, you feel me?
Keep them damn remotes in your hand and get ready to press rewind

[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
Hoodstar, baby, ah, come and struggle with me
Lil' cuddy shoot that ah-ah-ah, ain't no struggle in him
Pop door on him, uh-oh, it's a big fifty
Took too many shots, don't call the bartender
And she took too many shots, call the bartender
Gettin' irritated with this b*tch, don't even wanna send her
n*gga, pass my double cup, b*tch, you a babysitter
Ayy, ayy, and my blunt too
I'm 21, thе hood stuck to me like glue
Thеy love the crew, Southeast, let the b*tch choose
n*gga, ain't nobody around me not finna shoot
n*gga, for my brother, catch a body, that's what you 'posed to do
Hoodstar, baby, huh, come and struggle with me
Lil cuddy shoot that ah-ah-ah, ain't no struggle in him
Had bro on him, uh-oh, it's a big fifty
Took too many shots, don't call the bartender
And she took too many shots, call the bartender
Gettin' irritated with this b*tch, don't even wanna send her
n*gga, pass my double cup, b*tch, you a babysitter
Ayy, ayy, and my blunt too
[Verse 2: EBK Trey B]
Ayy, you ever heard of faceshots?
Where I'm from, you might catch you one
And if you ain't got a strap, you better get you one
We just clapped another sucker, I need a bigger gun
Ayy, you know how we do it
I'm known for takin' n*ggas' straps if you ain't gon' shoot it
I hope you care about your life 'cause you might just lose it
Ten-karat chains around your neck, n*ggas lookin' foolish
You need somethin' new
How the f*ck is you still broke? It's 2022
Lil' bro never did a drill, just turn and shoot
Come on, bro, you know we train steppers
And I keep that G-man like I'm Ten Lettas
Me and Joc spinned your block to see who shoot better
Uh, who bettin' on me?
Told the b*tch we can't link 'less she bringin' a fee
Fired my last, but that trap, she still bring it to me
Hmm, b*tches love it here
Southeast in this b*tch, we got the uh in here
Come in my cell, beat your ass— up in here

[Verse 3: EBK Young Joc]
Loved by some, but I guess I'm hated by many
I'ma stand on it, bein' a pus*y nowhere near in me
I got bands on me, plus a blicky, come and get with me
My name hold weight, ask around, it ring through the city
Where I'm from, it's ugly, I ain't lyin', it's never pretty
Bro said he don't trust me, sh*t, sometimes, it can get tricky
Let me count this money, old hundreds and new fifties
Got a question for you, is you with me or you against me?
I'm a hundred proof, to keep it a dollar, I see the envy
You said dog a shooter? I don't think so, don't see it in him
I won't turn on my thugs for nothin', they gotta kill me
And if you a gangster, then for sure you gotta feel me
They say, "Keep it on you," that ain't something you gotta tell me
We was youngins rockin', Lay had us strapped up on Kelly
Tryna touch some chicken, cleanin' residue off the scaley
Had the spot boomin', me and brother trapped out the telly, n*gga
[Outro: Frisco Philly B & King Boolu]
Press rewind on that sh*t, yeah
It's that Thizzler 2022 Cypher right here
Shout out to my EBK n*ggas
I ain't gon' lie, the Nightingale warriors done saved the day again
It's the Cypher, it's the Thizzler, it's us, n*gga