Husky lyrics

[Intro]
(DT Beats)

[Chorus: Baby2]
Headshot, duppies
Run sh*t down in the field like rugby
Glocks from out the country
Run sh*t up, turn the n*ggas to mummies
Old fifth, rusty
That's what I perk in the trap with the buckties
These n*ggas puppies
I'm a big dog in the streets like a husky
Just hop out the car and I, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got lined by a thot n*gga, uh-huh, uh-huh
Stand over, send shot 'til the sun down
Cro don't got knocks but he want one
Seen your bro on the box like a pop-up
Don't be in that cut when I pop up
Hit 'em up, seen him stiffen and lock up
My cro caught a body turned rasta

[Verse 1: Baby2]
We hit him up and he fall on his back, I'm a run up and face that
If you tryna link up, you should just say that
Catch a opp outta place anywhere, I'm a take that
Keep a perc in the back, got it right by the waistband
Ain't tryna get the bag, I'm a think he a wasteman
Crop a n*gga out, now they gotta frame that
Talk to a stove, pull up, where you lay at
[Chorus: Baby2]
Headshot, duppies
Run sh*t down in the field like rugby
Glocks from out the country
Run sh*t up, turn the n*ggas to mummies
Old fifth, rusty
That's what I perk in the trap with the buckties
These n*ggas puppies
I'm a big dog in the streets like a husky
Just hop out the car and I, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got lined by a thot n*gga, uh-huh, uh-huh
Stand over, send shot 'til the sun down
Cro don't got knocks but he want one
Seen your bro on the box like a pop-up
Don't be in that cut when I pop up
Hit 'em up, seen him stiffen and lock up
My cro caught a body turned rasta

[Verse 2: Da Crook]
When it come to the street sh*t, you thought I was cappin'
Tell them keep six, n*ggas thought it was rappin'
Choppa don't twerk but that sh*t get the clappin'
Rap sh*t don't work, then it's straight back to trappin'
Brick disappear like it's magic
f*ck off the 'net, come outside if it's static
Taliban gang, they be itching to wrap sh*t
We ain't sparking from far
Killers hop out the car, leave his brains on his tee
n*ggas get shot just for playing with me
Half a mil' round my neck, f*ck they saying to me
She don't pay n*ggas but she paying for me
Line 'em up, backdoor, I'm spraying for me
Ain't killing sh*t and it's easy to see
n*ggas is b*tch, don't compare 'em to me (Yo)
When it's time to get active, don't take off your mask till we burn up the V
If we knock something down, the cruiser pull up, then we burnin' police
n*ggas know how we get, so they best watch they tone when they talkin' to me (Yo)
n*ggas know how we get, so they best watch they tone for our (Brrt)
[Chorus: Baby2]
Headshot, duppies
Run sh*t down in the field like rugby
Glocks from out the country
Run sh*t up, turn the n*ggas to mummies
Old fifth, rusty
That's what I perk in the trap with the buckties
These n*ggas puppies
I'm a big dog in the streets like a husky
Just hop out the car and I, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got lined by a thot n*gga, uh-huh, uh-huh
Stand over, send shot 'til the sun down
Cro don't got knocks but he want one
Seen your bro on the box like a pop-up
Don't be in that cut when I pop up
Hit 'em up, seen him stiffen and lock up
My cro caught a body turned rasta