You Dont Slay? lyrics

[Intro]
(Forgiatoh)
Hey Renace
Bah! Bah!
You don't slay
Do you have any idea what that kid has done?
You don't slay
I couldn't if I wanted to

[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
Gone mad partna livin' his life
I've gone mad wit' a army switch knife
He came to the east side, want beef, but he don't got no pipe
This sh*t gon get' icky, promise I get psyched
I don't miss that b*tch, b*tch, I miss my life
Got my pipe in my hand while I give that hoe pipe (DJ Rennessy, f*ck that sh*t up, man)
I ain't trustin' no hoe, can't no b*tch be my wife
Want smoke? Okay, check this out
He said that he wanna go toe-to-toe with a real vamp
We f*ck Instagram models, we don't f*ck on tramps
I’ll come get yo' b*tch ass, don't say sh*t 'bout my camp
I’ll come get yo' snitch ass, we got switches like lamps
I f*cked her back up, now I'm startin' to catch cramps
He talkin' bout the mobb, that sh*t got me amped
Best believe I'll do my job, don't worry 'bout that
Know some n*ggas locked in Cobb, I won't get 'em back
n*gga want me dead, I’ll double down wit' two damn sticks!
He play wit' the gang, then I'm takin' that risk
Bought a blick 'cause a n*gga got tired of swing fists
We try that hoe out, 'cause we know she eat di*k
We just play that ho 'round, she a vamp in distress
I call that b*tch up when I wanna have sex and I call the gang up when I wanna make a mess
I done gone mad, b*tch, I done gone mad
b*tch, I done gone mad, gone mad!
Whole gang I'm with done gone mad
b*tch I'm the mad hatter, we knock off yo' hat 'cause I'm mad!
I earned my damn name now, just call me Spaz
Baby whoa 2 love mobb sh*t when I go grab this mag
Gone mad, b*tch I'm in my bag
Gone mad, my young n*gga tied wit' Arab
[Verse 2: BabySolid]
I can't even cap, this sh*t got me mad
I want that boy wrapped, this sh*t got me mad
Aye lemme just call Lil Spaz, brr
One phone call, put a body in the grass
One phone call, have yo whole family sad
He cannot have first, 'cause he last
Quick draw on my Glock like Crayon
When he seen Lil Ki, he ran
Dirty stick, my name is Dan
The like Kilo Jugg? Man, I can't
Man, I gotta break in the bank
One phone call, man I'm tryna get a tank
I don't give no f*ck if you got rank!
You better duck when them chops sang
Babylife sh*t man, I'm gon' let these sticks swing
I be wit' them vamps like I'm Bruce Wayne
You not a vamp, you ain't got fangs
Young n*gga trap out them hallways
Walk his ass down, like I made it on Broadway
(Gone mad!)

[Skit: BabySolid]
(This sh*t in my f*ckin' head whoa, like done I really gone mad whoa)
(Gone mad!)
(Like whoa, I can't really stop thinking 'bout this sh*t, whoa, this sh*t really f*ckin, me up)
Yo' Renace, stop playin' wit' these n*ggas, man
(Gone mad!)
[Verse 3: BabySolid]
If I don’t make it tell mamas I love her
Free baby Lil EBG, gon' die 'bout my brother
Glock on my lap, that’s my lover
Backwood punchin' like sucker
And I'm in rush hour, Chris Tucker
Me n' Spaz hop out, double clutching
They already know we on something
You are not livin' that life, so don't say none
I was 13 when I got my first gun
Can't go outside, I got brothers on the run
Ain't droppin' no dimes, so I gotta get a dub
Just tryna get rich wit' my thugs
And free Lil B, I ain't showin' no love
Got mud in my cup, but I'm tryna drink blood
We steppin' on sh*t like rugs
And rattin' on n*ggas, boy, that's not us
Can't take you on a drill, 'cause I don't got trust
(Gone mad!)