EBK lyrics

[Verse 1: Jah Savv]
EBK, I ain't feelin' nobody
Matter fact lemme show you a vibe
n*ggas dissin', ain't jump in the ride
Grah
Ray Makk, we smokin' your leg
Troopin' on feet if I don't got the V
n*ggas get shot if they got on them skis
They in them buildin's, they know it ain't safe
Glah
Mali got left on the steps
Backdoor open, n*ggas gettin' left
They fiendin' for pus*y, dyin' out for sex
Boogie, Boomer, like who next?
f*ck your dead, I said what I said
If it's lit, we ain't duckin' no wreck
Spot a Gz, leave him on his neck
Spot a F, I'm leavin' n*ggas stretched
Drizzy, Aggy, put 'em to bed
PFA dirty, n*ggas got no bread
Tell Vine he could kick a Chev'
n*ggas popped and Suave need to spin a block
Tdot fiendin', playin wit' them Glocks
We ain't stoppin' 'til a n*gga shot
Get left when we checkin' up the rock
Free Double R, you really made it hot
You my Trooper, I love you a lot
Next 6 spotted, goin' in a box
f*ck Melly, we smoke dead Lots
And them n*ggas they know how we get
Five Troopers tryna take a trip
Mdot wit' me ballin' like the Mavericks
[Verse 2: Kay Glizz]
Why would you ever get me started up if you know how I get?
6ix he got 30 hangin' out the whip
You don't wanna see the Troopers on your strip
Tdot spotted him and now it's lit
Gotta up it and throw out the grrt
I bet I make a show up on they strip
And Nunnie gon' turn him to weed if he slip
Grah
What the f*ck I really gotta diss for?
GDK, we bangin' on pitchforks
It's me, 6ix, Savage on a drill and we ain't leavin' til' we all let our sticks off
You ain't on that, f*ck you in the whip for?
It's two knocks in the V, we need six more
Throwin' bullets, tryna get 'em picked off
He ain't one of mines, so let him get clicked on
Off a 30, I'm ready to snooze
EBK, the b*tches get it too
Smokin' on his pops, motherf*cka shoot
Everything for Klayton, do this sh*t for you
I put my all in this sh*t, it ain't nun' really else to do
If Nellz tryna flick, I'm flickin' on him too
Yo Nunu can't wait 'til I run into you, on brodie
Doley mission, I gotta accomplish
Anyone is an intended target
Adxt off a 30, tryna spark sh*t
Hit the scene and send three out to Larkin
sh*t dead, it ain't no respondin'
Only hang wit' Suvy's, n*ggas heartless
Keep on clickin' 'til we see the car flip
Glah
[Verse 3: Jay 6ix]
We don't need no whip
They right down the block, we gon' take that trip
Told Savage don't back out, poppin' out the whip
Chill Tdot it's four of us, you cannot fit
Wit a [?] and we out to go spin
[?] so we ain't tossin the V
3 shootas this driver lookin like he Paul
30 clip the hammer lookin like it's Thor
Look I'm tired of these n*ggas, they gay
They mention us pick up a gun let's play
KG clickin tryna leave no trace
Hollows hit em, [?] out his face
[?] had a chance he dying today
We gon sweep him up and send him to the gates
Look Savage [?] on jakes
Put my trust in him he always get away
Look [?] throwing the rakes
Mali dead, took 1 too the head
Smokin on shh, I like Boogie instead
Reverse the V, I hit em in his head
Look I ain't jackin ya n*ggas on bro
Took some time because I just got off parol
Look bad b*tch she'll wipe your nose
You text her she line you up that's how it go
Look flee off the scene wit my mask
[?]
Look the way we do it they be mad
You back it out on me you better use it fast
Look they hate it when I get a bag
[?] that ain't fast
Look [?]
Like what you was talkin bout get on his ass
Look MDot walkin wit his G
And I got mine so we Troop thru on feet
Look Lefty throwing out the Gleesh
They know how we coming and we play for keeps
Look mask on tryna creep
Nunnie right beside me I ain't even peep
Look he threw 5 he hit the floor, look up in his eyes I know he want more
[Verse 4: Nunnie Da III]
KG f*ck it we out, Downtown
We got tired on Nay, we smokin Sound now
When we bending all you hear is loud sounds
Chest shot he bleeding on the ground now
It's so much I can say
I heard some of ya n*ggas is gay
Keep mentioning bro but ain't get back for Nay
And Kay Shiesty got hit in his brain
Now ya don't wanna jack him this sh*t is a shame
Like, I'm tryna creep
Get close we ain't shooting from deep
We EBK ain't nobody can tweak
I'm wit Savage and he tryna make him a [?]
Wooo K, Boomer got put on a Tee
They but, They ain't get back for they team
Back out brush em everything green
Free Double R he went dumb off dat lean
In the field
I be on hots ain't no tellin me chill
I'm smokin your homie don't care how you feel
Bend thru, throw shots, we drill
Since they wanna diss we bending the Ville
I got some demons that spin for the thrill
Don't run, don't trip, we coming to kill
We be hunting like we need a Mill
We the talk of the streets like we do this for real
He tryna run up he catchin a shot
Not aiming for legs, we aiming for tops
Wit some [?] tryna catch a Lots
And I'm wit some ooters who throw up the rock
Yelling out Wag gang on your block
That's what you gon hear before you hear them shots
If you got it then you better flock
Cause we tryna send a n*gga to the doc n*gga