sneaked in lyrics

[Intro: yuke, ksuuvi]
What? Yeah
b*tch, I’m wit’ my bro, yeah-
b*tch, I’m- b*tch, I’m wit’ my bro, yeah-
I- these-

[Verse 1: yuke]
(What? Yeah)
(Damn, damn, what?)
Give a f*ck if she a sl*t
Pass the sl*t to bro, now I’m back to countin’ bucks
Call my n*gga ksuuvi and we hoppin’ out that truck
And n*ggas listen to your music, but that sh*t sucks
Nah, I ain’t tryna cap, n*gga, that sh*t really butt
Strike hit, now a n*gga livin’ good
I don’t give a f*ck if you pull up to my hood
I’ll pop out on my block, n*gga, pop out like “What’s good?”
n*gga tryna bend, boy, I wish you would
Pop out with my .40, and that n*gga gettin’ cooked
Me and ksuuvi vets, n*ggas movin’ like some rooks
I be moving tact, n*gga, movin’ with my uh, uh

[Verse 2: ksuuvi]
Yeah, b*tch, I’m wit’ my bro, yeah
I be selling packs, I’ma sell them for the low
Yeah, real ass n*gga, I can’t switch up for a ho
Took a hit of the wack, now that sh*t takin’ my soul
Damn, might get a box or hit a bowl
Wish I knew how to skate, ‘cause I was gon’ hit a bowl
Now his neighbor hit me up, but the deal is a no
Yeah, I woke up in the party, I sneaked in with my pole
Like, damn
[Verse 3: yuke]
Huh, I sneaked in with my pole
Glock made a woah, made it hit a Silento
You sat on the net, cuzzo’, yuke gon’ blow, uh
Hop out with that Tec, I’ma send ‘em down low
Down low, I’ma send ‘em down what?
n*gga need some za, I might head to the store
Got my n*gga got me on the pounds for the low
If you tryna hit me for a front, that’s a “no” (That’s a “no”)
If you tryna hit me for a battle, that’s a “no” (That’s a “no”)
If you tryna hit me for a bag, then that’s a “no”
Nah, I can’t for real do sh*t, n*gga, I can’t for you, no (No, no)

[Verse 4: ksuuvi]
b*tch, I be trappin’ out the store (Uh, huh)
Need a pack, I can get that for the low
If you- if you need a pound, I’ma need a thousand, bro
Huh, smokin' mad loud, b*tches smokin’ mad dope
Yeah, run up in yo’ crib, and take everything you need
20-f*ckin’-12, I was playin’ Skate 3
Bullets chase ‘em down, crack a n*gga wit’ the heat
n*gga, I can’t settle down, b*tch, I’m goin’ OD
Me and f*ckin’ yuke just dropped a two track EP
n*ggas can’t do it like twin and me
n*gga, you could ask [?]
Warning: The activities in this show are dangerous and could le-
Warning-
[Outro: yuke, ksuuvi]
Glock made a woah, made it hit a Silento- woah-
You sat on the net, cuzzo’, yuke gon’ blow, uh
Hop out with that Tec, I’ma send ‘em down low- low-
Down low, I’ma send ‘em down what?
Low- low-
Uh, huh
Need a pack, I can get that for the low
If you- if you need a pound, I’ma need a thousand, bro
Huh, smoke mad loud, b*tches smoke-