Cypher lyrics

[Intro: Peysoh]
(Ayy, 40, what that is?)
Ayy

[Verse 1: Peysoh]
Bad out the yo to kick the dust when we start clappin'
That skit was cute, now watch the weather, we gon' cause madness
I can't deal with you, b*tch, you not my type and you be yappin'
I can't hang with these rap n*ggas, tell 'em stop with all that cappin'
Who ot beats for real? Man, he on my team, I be with steppers
We step on bullies, break the trap and book these flexers
Hold on, wait, lil' bro, skeezy fresh, I need you for that next one
I caught two hats, threw this one out and got the next one
Got this flamе with me, press that trigger twicе and you hear, "Ahh"
Got twenty shake, just dropped a hundred with this fah
Let me switch his ass, all that gangster postin' like he trippin'
It's a hot one every time they p*ss me off, someone get chipped
I said I love the block, we let sh*t off for T but it's for y'all
Came through taggin', but won't pop, I done played ball
Like what's up with that? n*ggas ain't on sh*t, just for the 'Gram
He postin' guns like why not get back for your mans?
I catch dead n*ggas on verse, he said he gangster, blow a blick
We caught sh*t two in one day, broad day walkin' sh*t with six
I'm a two-stepper, both feet on this pedal when we blitz
Been to myself, they gave us time under that jail for what we did
I step for T Beezy, maniac, I got you, we send shots
We bought two three hundred blacks, who wanna play? We kill they block, n*gga
[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
I ain't tried to put my purple Carlo stage at the Baladiam
They say it way too much, I guess the drama's goin' stadium
Balenciaga boots with all the patches, ain't valadiums
I just bought a Desert Eagle, SayQuan Arabian
I don't care if baby got a blue check, she gon' take it in
I feel like Jacquees, I'm baby making, we gon' make some friends
Fresh up out of prison, built like tads, I'm finna make 'em spin
All these b*tches thirsty, swallow Greedy like devouring time
All these b*tches thirsty, swallow Greedy like Jamaican jam
b*tch, I'm in Jamaican room
Go back to 03 inside the bricks, I was a naked bum
f*ck a b*tch to stay at home
Now I'm buyin' leather way in Vegas, better make a clone
This sh*t match my chopper, I be nervous when I stay at home
Pop a n*gga, yell out, "sh*t", b*tch, you know I'm Drakeo clone

[Verse 3: Babyfxce E]
I'm so turnt, if I fall off, then I got push
Man, I'm so OP, I swing this b*tch before you even look, you n*ggas cooked
The streets unfair, bro, we don't play sh*t by no book
I got 'em singin' it word for word, I don't even need no hook
n*gga, I was on that road, I think I pressed no T's and pushed
I'm talkin' 'bout them Target stores, if you know it, it's understood
I just poured two inside my pop, it look like blood
n*gga, if you know me, then you know I don't give a f*ck
It was trap, then rap, if rap didn't work, I was back to snatchin' whips
I ain't trust nobody, I was sellin' straps without the clip
I ain't f*ck none off no Perc', don't let me practice on your b*tch
My n*gga just don't give a f*ck, he ain't use no mask before he slid
Don't ask me what I did, it was a lot, I said, "Watch"
That's that second time that car came down this block, next time drop the top
I'm the type of n*gga do somethin' to me, we gon' go eye for eye
Chrome Heart hoodie was only made overseas, it's gon' be hard to find
Huh, I almost crashed the 'Cat, I was tryna swat a fly
44 Glock give you superpowers, I heard you tryna fly
If this b*tch swingin', hit your shirt, they think you bought it cropped
Baby got the M so f*ckin' turnt, they think we bought the block
[Outro: Babyfxce E]
n*gga
Yeah
Striker Boys, M Block, all that sh*t, you know what the f*ck goin' on