OMERTA lyrics

by

Chuckyy


[Intro]
(​ellis)
Long live Fred, n*gga, Chuckyy keep one in the head, n*gga, all my friends dead, n*gga
Long live Fred, free ManMan, n*gga, free 40, n*gga
You know how the f*ck we comin', n*gga, my foot still on y'all necks, dumbass
You know that, gang, gang, gang, you know that
Chuckyy for president, n*gga, them bucks up, n*gga, you know that, stupid-ass n*gga
You dumb-ass n*gga, steady catchin' L's while I'm catchin' dubs, dumbass

[Verse]
No favoritism with the opps (Uh-uh), spin through, clap all of y'all (Clap, clap)
Head tap, we don't want nothin' less, pour acid on him, watch his body dissolve (b*tch-ass n*gga)
Wanna come around, gotta have a body, these n*ggas on here be tellin' it all (Big mouth, big mouth)
f*ckin' this b*tch for hours, she say she can't take no more, now my di*k in her jaw (Uh-uh, come here)
Some of these n*ggas don't dеserve that Drac' shot, beat a n*gga ass with my barе-hand palm (Bah)
Chase a n*gga down 'til he run out of breath, when that switch head off, bet everybody fall (Brr, brr)
Drac' let off, bet a n*gga get put up, a new opp pack, now I'm rollin' the 'Wood up
n*ggas be sayin' they outside, when we slide, sh*t dry, boy, where is your hood at? (Where it's at? Where it's at?)
I'm a face, but I'm good, and he wavin' in your hood, boy, where is you good at?
I'm in the function, you muggin' and lookin', don't do that, that's how young n*gga get blew at (Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah)
Come bump, n*gga, f*ck all the opps (Come bump, come bump), if you wanna get into it, n*gga, we can get into it (n*gga, we can get into it)
You ain't gon' drop your lo', you gon' beat around the bush, I'ma drop mine, n*gga, let's do it (Where you at, n*gga?)
I'm in the hot car two-seater with two choppers right now, n*gga, where is you at? (Where you at?)
Same n*ggas tuff on IG dissin' the dead, smokin' on who? Get his ass stretched (You know that)
Yeah, I love my brother, but the n*gga try to do some foul sh*t, I'ma give him a tech (I can give him a tech, dumbass)
Yeah, and that's on Fred (n*gga), you know Chuckyy keep one in the head (One in the head)
The streets f*cked up, better watch how you play it (How you play it)
I only got brothers, all my friends dead (Gang)
Hit a n*gga block in the 300S (Mm), they don't know where it's comin' from (Uh)
Bail out, smack a n*gga all in his dum-dum (Dum-dum)
Drac' let off, b*tch sound like thunder (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
n*ggas be gay, finna give they ass pom poms (Pom pom, pom pom)
Created player, boy, where did you come from? (Come from)
Chop let off, that b*tch won't stop, that b*tch keep, "Bump-drrum-drrum-dum" (Brrum-dum-dum)
Most of these n*ggas wanna be like Chuckyy, but they ass can't, they don't come where I come from (Gang)
After every drill, gotta wash ourself with bleach (Gang)
n*ggas loafin' where we creep, rrah, rrah
You know the rest, n*gga, you know the rest, n*gga
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