Nie yu emo lyrics

[Intro: LAZER DIM 700 & cayhate]
Welcome to Clayton County
Ayy, Kade [?] still wish a n*gga would
Smack a ho, try it
f*ck, hahaha
Frrh

[Verse: LAZER DIM 700 & cayhate]
I got zaza on me right now and the Glock gon' blow yo' back out
n*gga try to push my hood and bang his set (Yeah)
f*ck boy bet not act out (Yeah)
Caught me down bad without that fire (Yeah, yeah, yeah), the lil' pus*y boy can't even lack down (Yeah, yeah)
Now lil' twin, I'm wiggin'
And they tryna f*ckin' slide, they don't even need no reason
f*ck, they tryna slide on the reapers
This sh*t is a problem, when we pop outside this sh*t gon' change yo' wifebeater
The sh*t I got, this sh*t is so loud, I can't even shoot it 'round people
n*gga tryna flex what he got (Bee, bee), we take that boy down, now that boy walk around emo (Ha, ha)
Pop sh*t in the hood, in the hood with lil' twin, you know we be f*ckin' on freak hoes
12 get on my ass, I stole some sh*t, I wish I had some cheat codes (Ha, ha)
Causin' violence, started wildin', now I'm lost like Nemo
Boy, you a b*tch, you touched some money and you ain't even put yo' f*cking team on
Now we take him down
Thought the smoke was over, we pop up at his house, he in a nightgown
Still totin' blicks in this b*tch tryna tippy toe, I'm tryin' not to make no sound
Opp talkin' 'bout he caught in the f*ckin' field, why the f*ck you ain't take me down?
n*gga f*cked up, wanna let me escape, now he gotta eat these f*ckin' rounds
Still got my blick in the bottom of the bottom, on that same sh*t
Got me f*cked up, finna try to rip my fire, let lil' buddy lane-switch
Big ass fire jump out my hand, when I shoot this b*tch, it dangerous
n*gga, watch back when I dump this stick, these shells be f*ckin' jumping out
All yo' friends be dead like you Lil Uzi, Fast Gang take 'em out (Ha, ha)
I don't even want no ugly guns, got Micro Drac', I'm f*ckin' proud
Got lil' twin ready to slide, they don't even need no reason
f*ck
Damn, I love my people
White b*tch tat my gang, she tat 57, I just might keep her
I'm the gunsmith in my hood, they walk to my hide and reload
I got some sh*t to go to war right now but f*ck it, I think I need mo'
b*tch, put this fire in yo' name, I hate f*ckin' with these cheap hoes
Bop down on my fine sh*t in a hot box, f*ck it, she be wit' it (Yeah)
Swing the door up, (Yeah), and I get out the V with this blick, I be f*ckin' wiggin'
n*gga tryna keep his mug on, tryin' not to smile, pus*y tryna act serious
We got za' and drank in the dead end, you wanna shop? We deliver it
[Outro]
f*ck