Sig n a Draky lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, aye
Bop bop
Aye, aye
SS one G and it's slapstick, f*ck wrong wit' me
T-Tre made the muthaf*ckin' b-beat

[Verse 1: ShooterGang Kony]
I been the field like all day
Task force on me I ain't even hit Broadway
I'm up gang (up gang)
Y'all know what it is, take a n*gga out his sh*t I just get it how I live
Don't get close to me
Little thooter keep approachin' me
I don't love the b*tch I just cherish how she go for me
Likewise, vice versa
I'm eatin' that Jody it's skinny, but Fat Joe make you lean back
Shooter's diss with a topic, blow me
Love pink sweats so you actin' like you know me
b*tch, Kony cats the [?], f*ck Kony but ain't never had SS di*k
Give it both ways
He was MK hit him both ways
Foreplay need the f*ckin' sh*t like she go gay
Stick talkin', ever seen a blood crip walkin'?
I take time when I squeeze like wrist watchin, n*gga
f*ck you b*tch pay me
Only thing I love is a cig and a drakey
Aye, n*gga turn on the A/C
Must not know Beyoncé can't replace me
b*tch please
What's your service to me?
You open up your legs so I gotta see that currency baby
What you can't comprehend
I was f*ckin' wit' a five 'til she [?] at my head, lil [?]
[Verse 2: Nef The Pharoah]
I'm a Hitech sippa' I don't f*ck around with broot port Rémy on a b*tch just to get her in the mood
'Member I was down bad in the same pair of shoes
Still he quick wit' some game that'll have me in the suit
I could talk a dean into sellin' me a school
And I could talk a teacher into callin' red blue
Nef a real P I 'on't need no help
Game so good make a b*tch beat herself
Chang Chang rock a party wit' a Glock in his belt
Yellin' f*ck yo' dead homie and the shots that he felt
Have you ever seen a Patek on a codeine addict?
Dummy try to take it and I ain't missin' Roger Rabbit
Like G-Eazy I'm a savage ain't really wit' the static
I need my AK that b*tch over dramatic
How yo' baby daddy broke and you havin' no funds
Made a quick 50K off a thirty day run
Made it back to the crib, tucked twenty fo' my son
That's a rainy day stash, you ain't never had one
Raise yo' hand when you talk to a boss, b*tch I'm Deebo
Curse a lil n*gga like I'm puttin' into Chico
The hoe half white have mex call her chico
She be off the sauce and the spice it pico
n*gga, oh
Chang Chang go crazy the only thing I love is a cig and a drakey bop bop (Bop bop)
Dumb b*tch gon' pay me
Kids on her face I ain't givin' her babies
Lockjaw
di*k dub like the eighties
Gave her dumb backshots lil baby was cakey (Ugh, ugh)
[Outro: OMB Peezy]
Know what I'm sayin'
Whole gang hit that b*tch
Lil b*tch was kinda thick back there, you know what I'm sayin'
So we had to run up in that b*tch like a 'reighttrain, ya hear me
But you already know what the f*ck it is man
Lil Kony, ya hear me
Nef The muthaf*ckin' Pharoah, ya hear me
They in this muthaf*cka' doin' the muthaf*ckin' thing
You know my name
Peezy Peter Peezy P-eva p-pick-a-peppa
Pickin' his brain apart and put him back togetha'
'mon' bro
We in this b*tch, ya hear me
f*ck a n*gga