Yakuza lyrics

[Chorus]
'K, I keep- I keep, I keep several Rugers
Stendo rulers
Send 'em through ya, huh
'K, I keep metal tools to bend them rules
And b*tch I'm booted up
My clip gon' never lose or rust
Might slip, yo' men all losing blood
My clique gon' rend and bruise
My next tattoo, I get from Lucifer
K', I be ridin' with a dead b*tch
Crystals on my left wrist
Empty out the TEC 'case a n*gga wanna set trip
Pistol pop his head 'case that n*gga got a death wish
Simple cause of death was the n*gga he tried to mess with

[Bridge: Juicy J, with do not resurrect]
I’m smoking on loud, tell them b*tches be quiеt
If a n*gga keep hating, he gonna make me start a riot
I’m smoking on loud, tеll them b*tches be quiet
If a n*gga keep hating, he gonna make me start a riot

[Verse]
Down, set, hut
Put that HK through ya' gut
Shawty told me I'm too mad, but sh*t, I love the smell of blood
My grip miraculous for that static, it's too bad you'll never touch
I bet that Glocky make him dance
That ratchet make ya 'double dutch
The f*ck is up?
Double vision, triple digits on the dash
Couple pistols and some n*ggas got my back
Get the picture, I could flip a couple racks
I get busy with the Glicks then get too rich to wipe my ass
[Chorus]
'K, I keep- I keep, I keep several Rugers
Stendo rulers
Send 'em through ya, huh
'K, I keep metal tools to bend them rules
And b*tch I'm booted up
My clip gon' never lose or rust
Might slip, yo' men all losing blood
My clique gon' rend and bruise
My next tattoo, I get from Lucifer
K', I be ridin' with a dead b*tch
Crystals on my left wrist
Empty out the TEC 'case a n*gga wanna set trip
Pistol pop his head 'case that n*gga got a death wish
Simple cause of death was the n*gga he tried to mess with