WRECC lyrics

[Intro: 83Baby]
Glah, glah, glah, glah, n*gga
SweepersK, n*gga
SevsideK, YGK, n*gga
n*ggas know what the f*ck goin' on
Glahh, glahhhhh
It's that 83baby

[Chorus: 83Baby]
Wherever they at, I'ma throw (I'ma throw)
Creep up then I blow (Creep up then i blow)
They talkin' on bro, but lost so much bros
G-Pop, Fries, both of 'em float (G-Pop)
Do a hit out the rental, get low (Glahhh)
Beam on his face, make his head touch his toes (Glahhhh)
Catch a opp, then I'm makin' a show (Grah)
Stupid n*gga should've had a pole (Should've had his pole)

[Verse 1: 83Baby]
Oh she do that hip sh*t (oh she do that hip sh*t)
But I'm tryna spin sh*t (i'm tryna spin sh*t)
Turn the beam on, I'm feeling distant (i'm feeling distant)
One in the top, no missing (grah, grah)
If I know one thing, Imma blow (glahh)
Guarantee Imma throw (ima throw)
Faceshot, better duck, get low (get low)
Like this sh*t look bold (like bold)
Like, I got the knocks on his head, it's on go (on his head, it's on go)
He gon run, I'm gon throw (ima throw)
f*ck JB, bullets hit his throat (g-pop)
Bullets too hot, make the n*gga choke (make a n*gga choke)
She try to line me in murder she wrote (in murder she wrote)
Turn the beam, like where did they go (like where did they go)
They manz be envy, (grah-grah) stay woke (like)
These n*ggas be pus*y, (they pus*y) straight hoes (grah) (like)
[Verse 2: JayKlickin]
Get to running when they see my dreads (my dreads)
On Columbus, where the recs?
Try to push up on me, n*gga, you must be ED (Must be ED)
G2C, let it blow, I go deaf (Like)
n*gga flock for the Makk, n*gga thinkin' you tough (You tough)
Where the hoes at? I'm tryna f*ck
Bendin' through Drew with a beam on my gun (On my gun)
Leeroy, Gaddy, can name me a ton (I can name me a ton)
I spin blocks just to get out my feelings (My feelings)
They can't see me, with no sinnin' (No sinnin')
Like, n*ggas be rappin' nothin' that they livin'
83 put the dot on his fitted
Like, n*ggas can't say I wasn't on that strip (strip)
Smokin' G Pop, n*gga kick (G Pop)
Like, switch on a mop, how the f*ck can I miss? (can i miss)
On a hop, wait, almost crashed the whip (grrah)

[Verse 3: 83Baby]
We gon get it together (like, huh?)
This sh*t don't get better (like, huh?)
Dummy is dumb, and he filled up the stretcher
Think I'm going, I won't let him (grahhhhhh)
Threw a shot through the sweater (I won't let him)
(Glahhhhhhh) (I won't let him)
f*cking that boy, let's go bend through the jects (like, ha)
G-Pop, Fries, Jay6ix, dead (g-pop)
None of them n*ggas had one in the head
(none of them n*ggas had one in the head)
Creep through the {?} looking for some req
Tell them n*ggas meet me by the steps (meet me by the steps)
Catch fat boy {?} throw a shot at his neck (gang)
{?} a run and he fast on his leg (that n*gga a runner)
Take a trip to eights cause they mention my deads (ahhhhh)
But f*ck it, we gon spin through that block (we gon spin through that block)
I'm tryna hop out the whip and throw shots (throw shots)
They talking on bro but never spinning blocks (grrah, grrah)
He clearing my phone so don't get off my c*ck
These n*ggas is fans, not opps (these n*ggas fans)
These n*ggas don't spin, they watch
They spin and take pictures like where is y'all Glock (like where is y'all Glock)
(yo what the f*ck)
[Chorus: 83Baby]
Wherever they at, Imma throw (ima throw)
Creep up then I blow
They talking on bro but lost so much bros (they lost so much bros)
G-Pop, Fries, both of em float (g-pop)
Do a hit out the rental, get low (glahhhhh)
Beam on his face, make his head touch his toes (glahhhh)
Catch a opp then I'm making a show (grrah)
Stupid n*gga should've had a pole (shoulda had his pole)