Neaky lyrics
by Jay Hound
[Intro]
She gettin' neaky, where she from? (Grrah, grrah)
Ain't nowhere to run, like
Grrah, grrah
Damn
Baow, baow, baow
Like, flock, flock
[Chorus]
Oh, she gettin' neaky, where she from? (Uh-huh)
Like, she tryna reach for my gun
I threw first, so ain't nowhere to run
Bro up knock, tryna click out the drum (Grrah, boom)
Tryna line me, b*tch is you dumb?
She on my side, she havin' fun
Oh, she roll with shooters, she one of us (Grrah, grrah)
[Verse]
She put Notti and Dot in a blunt (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Bobby, Naz Loc, this sh*t punch
We on Seventh, why would you duck?
Yagi B, you was just jackin' it's up (Grrah, grrah)
Like, three deep when we went on a hunt
Lenox, Sevеnth, both got touched
That's on bro, we went ku on a—
Wе got opps that keep sh*t on a hush (Shh)
I told Nazzy to get him, he done (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Don't spin in no V, that sh*t get stuffed
Like, shoot the driver, they 'bout to blow up
Can't go like— so I keep it tucked
Few opps got— but won't keep it a buck
Body start heating, it's lit
I think I caught a rush when I flipped (Grrah, grrah)
But bro threw the beam on a— it ain't click, like
Fell back and I knew he was sick (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Dot Go, b*tches doin' that hip sh*t
Where n*ggas at? That was it
I know why n*ggas hate us again (Uh-huh)
Like, grrah (Grrah, grrah, boom)
[Chorus]
Oh, she gettin' neaky, where she from?
Like, she tryna reach for my gun (Uh-huh)
I threw first, so ain't nowhere to run (They know where to run)
Bro up knock, tryna click out the drum (Like)
Tryna line me, b*tch is you dumb? (Like, b*tch is you dumb?)
She on my side, she havin' fun
Oh, she roll with shooters, she one of us
[Outro]
Grrah, grrah, TTGz do hits
Grrah, grrah, flock, flock