I.Y.B Remix lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, like a tool, all my n*ggas, they drill sh*t
No banana, we get your ass peeled quick
Sticked up with the mob, don't you slip, b*tch (Grr, grr)
n*ggas, they know not to play with us, we got the switch and that flip sh*t (Boom, grr, pow)
Drac' finna hit like a linebacker, that's why I call it my hit stick

[Verse]
Knuck if you buck, yeah, that might be the motto (Uh)
Pockets fat like I just hit the lotto (Yeah)
Why you talking like that? n*ggas tryna be macho
n*gga, you pus*y, call him Elgato
I'm 'bout my cheese and the chips like some nachos
Make it fly, hollow tips, better grab you a poncho
Finna shake up the room, make it pop when we got smoke
What the f*ck is a [?] when he stepped in his fonto?
Bullets come hot, it spit fire like a dragon
Shake 'em up from that slumber they had on the mattress
Know I stay with some heat, get 'em sparked like some matches
Turned your mans into Runtz, now I'm dumping the ashes (Grr)
Glock finna (Uh, n*gga, bow) hit him right dead in the abdomen
Thirty shots, know I came with a Pippen
I'm bagging these ho's, now they saying I'm pimping
Racks in my pocket, this sh*t got me limping
Only keep them blue faces, my money be Cripping
Got my name in they mouth, must be liking the taste
They can't keep it up out 'em, I'm stuck in they mentions
Why they out there be tryna get all in my face?
Get 'em out of the way 'cause I'm stuck on a mission
You can say what you want, don't be biting your tongue when I'm coming around, since you had all that tension
I'm on my sh*t in all types of vicinities
Don't come shaking my hand, you not friends with me
Read the space, spot 'em out, that's an enemy
Protocol, can't let n*ggas get near to me
What happened? Soon as I left, n*ggas wanna get wild, now I'm back, where the f*ck is the energy?
Can't babble with n*ggas like them, they not on my level, they know they can't f*ck with me literally
All that sh*t y'all be saying be flattering, I got 'em staggering, b*tch, I'm hotter than some Zatteran
They keep stealing my flow and can't master it, I got 'em panicking, why they steady coming after it?
Stepping on sh*t 'til it's shattering, they loving what's happening, Velly starting up a massacre
I'm a veteran, these n*ggas amateur, why they come challenging? Know they not up in the caliber (Boom, boom, boom, boom)