Situation lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny May Cash]
OK, these bast*rds, these f*cking bast*rds
I'm getting stash, now these bad b*tches are going for the squad
They be on the sh*t, they're true, these n*ggas lose
n*ggas lose, they're f*cking around me
They go get the f*cking news
It's crazy, this sh*t be crazy is n*ggas crazy
f*ck around, they're trying to bend me
That sh*t be crazy, f*ck it Many f*ck it
They be pussies, man, they're hoes, man, they act like broads
f*ck these n*gga, man, oh man, I'm on one
And we on one we're finna catch one
n*gga talk sh*t, b*tch, we're at ya
And my n*ggas don't give a f*ck about the extra
Talking all that tough, Tony sh*t, they get you at up
I'm fed up

[Hook:]
OK, these money coming in like these b*tches
Can't f*ck around with oppostions
And these other n*ggas, they're no competition
And yeah, we're in the kitchen with the chickens
And that's ashes, it's f*cking ashes
Now what a casket, get [?] you ask for the tragic, we bring the tragic
Them mascots, them black mascots, them n*ggas savage
The money staging to the ceiling, and you know we're cashing
[Verse 2: Johnny May Cash]
It's a life and death situation
All my n*ggas impatient
But I see these f*ck n*ggas, they be hating
But why they talk about me contemplating?
Getting money, n*ggas funny
They get the funny, they're around me
These n*ggas round me
Get the f*ck around me
They're clowns, and f*ck the clowns
They wearing [?] they're in the mood, these n*ggas true
f*ck [?] and we're one hundred n*gga, 300 n*gga
It's gonna get you, and they rap you all
What a f*ck they think they talk
And we gonna [?]
f*ck me and my team, drama will bring

[Hook: Johnny May Cash]

[Verse 3: YB]
Pretty b*tches, pretty b*tches
You got b*tches, I got b*tches
All these b*tches gotta get it
So much money I was feeling
And you know, my squad, we're winning
They ain't no competition
They ain't no, they ain't no competition
bast*rds, these f*cking bast*rds
And we're moving faster, that's what they're mad for
All we know is stack up, and girl, we act up
Leave, leave a n*gga on a stretcher
Hey, these pus*y n*ggas always wanna talk
Leave them outlined in the chalk
Got it like that, cause I'm a boss
Don't give a f*ck how much it cost
[Hook: Johnny May Cash]