Start Off Like This* lyrics

[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
Like, Okay, i'ma start off like this, Like, Jenn put the beam to his hip
E with the dot put the dot to his head, Like, I don't why they diss on a reg
But, f*ck that, Ta gonna carry the chop just to up that
And that b*tch is a thot, why you f*ck that?
I'm like, "pass it to Jah, he gonna tuck that", Like what?
And n*ggas doing bad, they keep on taking them trains when they know Notti went out sad (Notti)
I be [?] the bag, Mo Kartii ran like b*tch, he got beat tryna give us some tags
He get balled in a ball, no Mack
Keep a [?], on bro I can't lag
Doin 30, he must wanna crash, ass fat like Kim Kardash
Why they all on my di*k? n*ggas know what i do
I'm on the Have, tryna catch little Yus
If I spin with Jenny, they know I can't lose

[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]
If he Diss, get sent to the top (Sent to the Top)
Opp thot, she gimme the drop (Grrah, Boom)
I got a Glock he, i'm not tryna box (What Else)
Put the beam to his head, no Dot (Grrah)
Get a opp n*gga hit on his block (Hit on his block)
She shaking ass off the [?], she hot (She Hot)
40 buzzing, i'm showing alot (Boom Boom)
On that block, i be, Like
n*ggas talking, but they don't do hits
Send out [?] if them first Hollows miss (Baow)
Said he 41K, watch him lift
I'm doing crimes, I don't care if they snitch
I'm a b*tch, but i'm taking his b*tch (His b*tch)
Keemy a b*tch, he got caught with the grip (It's Carter di*khead)
Where the crips, yeah we out to the Mitch, since they talk on my brothers, [?] i gotta blitz
[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Like, Okay, i'ma start off like this, Like, Jenn put the beam to his hip
E with the dot put the dot to his head, Like, I don't why they diss on a reg
But, f*ck that, Ta gonna carry the chop just to up that
And that b*tch is a thot, why you f*ck that?
I'm like, "pass it to Jah, he gonna tuck that", Like what?
And n*ggas doing bad, they keep on taking them trains when they know Notti went out sad (Notti)
I be [?] the bag, Mo Kartii ran like b*tch, he got beat tryna give us some tags

[Verse 3: Kyle Richh]
Turn the beam on if he tryna run (Like What?)
She a Baddie, she hold on my gun (Gun, Boom)
If he talk on the guys, get him done, Pop out the V, tryna have me some fun (What?)
Notti he died, where the f*ck was his gun? (KR)
I'm like f*ck it, we roll him a ton (He pain)
Kicked out of O's and he turned to a bum (Blocky)
Gun jam up, he get sent on a run
E with the Dot put his head in my blunt, OYK, go and buy you a-
Like, I know they mad all them deads in my blunt
Catch a Opp, we throw him in the trunk
I know Tata be shooting for fun
Deady off liquor, she wanting to f*ck
Put-Put that on bro, you ain't [?] from 41
Now he homeless, damn that's tough
I'm with Jenny, this sh*t could get rough
JahWoo a freak, put the di*k in her butt (Like Damn)
[Verse 4: Jenn Carter]
Hit him up, call 911 (911)
Call up the 4s when it's time for the fun
Sipping Wocky, I feel like i'm future
I carry the gun in the [?] when I feature
Like, it's carter, get that sh*t right
I'm a real ooter, so don't get me tight
Like, baddest Lil b*tch getting right
I spin with the guys, and [?] the pipe

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Like, Okay, i'ma start off like this, Like, Jenn put the beam to his hip
E with the dot put the dot to his head, Like, I don't why they diss on a reg
But, f*ck that, Ta gonna carry the chop just to up that
And that b*tch is a thot, why you f*ck that?
I'm like, "pass it to Jah, he gonna tuck that", Like what?
And n*ggas doing bad, they keep on taking them trains when they know Notti went out sad (Notti)
I be [?] the bag, Mo Kartii ran like b*tch, he got beat tryna give us some tags