Gimme That lyrics
by Li Rye
[Verse 1: EBK Jaaybo]
Swap them thirties for them hundred rounds
Brother ate the cheese, so he know better than to come around
Used to ask my granny for some change, I'm up a hundred now
Dead n*ggas in my 'Wood, I ain't never comin' down
Wrist breaker, put your hands up and take that Rollie off
Risk taker, baby, I'm secure, is you gon' pay the toll?
Stick yanker, brodie and them gon' wiggle when they get the call
Arguin' with bro, that n*gga spinned and ain't leave nothin' chalked
I can't f*ck around with b*tches that ain't hoin' up
Name a n*gga that be in my jurisdiction morе than us
She ain't tryna pay to be my b*tch, so I ignore thе sl*t
Why would I f*ck with you for free if you be sellin' butt?
Mama hope I put these guns down, I been purgin' lately
She on my di*k, but she just tryna f*ck with Verde Babii
I just tossed some 23s for some Balenciagas
Used to love me, took her cho and I made her hate me
Who got them fullies on they block? I'm tryna get me one
Don't say you fonkin' with the Fly if you ain't clipped you one
Chopper hit his chest and made him flip like he on trampoline
Yeah, he gang, but he ain't did enough
Sucker killed the homie and got turned to ashes
Shouldn't've been rockin' with that ghost, now that n*gga Casper, huh
n*ggas hit that county jail and they turn to a pastor
A sucker died, now he forgotten 'cause he never mattered
I got a bag and threw a fully switch on every gun
I'm comin' like the boogeyman if n*ggas bring me up
I should've ran that n*gga over when I left him slumped
Caught him loafin', but respect him that he didn't run
No one-on-ones, you want to shoot it out, I'm walkin' up
Cook a n*gga, b*tch fillet
Ayy, hit they block and do that one dance, Kid N Play
Got perfect aim, so he got lucky when I missed his face
Came home and threw a switch, it's like my baby eight
[Verse 2: BBG Steppaa]
Like, it's like we got so many guns, we don't know what to tote
We had spun they block, they got to runnin', they ain't even throw
Lightskin jumped the gate, scratched up his ass, I'm mad that he ain't go
Bighead caught a chase, the dummy crashed that wheel, no, he don't hold
He said, "Get shot in your face or in your tummy tryna speak on the bros"
Dumb as hell, I f*ck around and spin soon as I get in the door
Like, I keep me a Gen, but I don't do nothin' lower than a 4
They say you getter get low when I blow, we tryna hit your throat
Not callin' no peace, so if it's up, it ain't no comin' down
He had shot my G, had my lil' Shiest blockas go gun him down
He bangin' RBZ, they puttin' white chalk on the f*ckin' ground
They up in the Munn hidin' with cops, know they some f*ckin' clowns
Uh, on my father, I'll catch a body, then go outta town
You n*ggas can't do that, gon' get locked or get put in the ground
We in the V, pull out my ski, I'm tryna catch a Hound
Swear to God that he better not run, have Bizzle run him down
[Verse 3: Li Rye]
I was that young n*gga who was reckless, I kept it on me for situations
My mama say she hate, that my BM tryna paint like she crazy
Draco shoot out 5.56, send the Blitz left him on the pavement
It's too late to save him, that n*gga dead, yeah, DOA
Can't get your partner back, I dropped that bag and got your brother whacked
Left shots from out the MAC, he tried to run, hollows ripped through his back
(Left shots from out the MAC, he tried to run, hollows ripped through his back)
[Verse 4: EBK Leebo]
b*tch I'm BlackGate, 300 gang, but b*tch, I'm EBK
We just pulled up on a n*gga where his people stay
I just copped this new P8', but Jaaybo got a drac
And if we was out when Cholo died, we would've got him spanked
300 gang, I'm bouncin' out, you know how we do
I do my Dougie in my Cha-Cha, b*tch, I got some moves
FlyK, the Asians f*ck with them, they get it too
And I ain't rockin' with no n*gga who ain't blew they tool
Aye I'm a 3 block n*gga, top shotta, n*gga
Get up on him, I'ma pop him with my partner, n*gga
Free Max, Free Twan, them my shottas, n*gga
You talkin' all this killer sh*t and you ain't popped a n*gga? Nah