Belt Boys lyrics

[Intro: DeeGlokk]
(This a Nitti beat)
Uh, we smokin' these dead n*ggas, uh
Free D4, uh, free shorty (Long live the guys)
Ayy, I don't wanna hear myself (At all), let's go (Free bronem)
Uh (Let's go, uh)

[Verse 1: DeeGlokk]
I ain't gon' get on here and just start dissin' like we ain't lose our man (Long live Traylon)
But I can merch, we really same night gang, I was blowin' this b*tch like a fan (Boom, boom, boom)
And I'll blow at a fan, so watch how you look, don't come 'round singin' that sh*t (Don't come 'round singin' that sh*t)
And if I wanna play, a opp wanna play, on bro, I'll face that b*tch (I'll face that)
TG Boo, when lil' buddy had died, nobody had claimed that b*tch (Man, nobody had claimed that dummy)
5K what? KMan been a pack, Kaleb made him famous and sh*t (Kaleb made his ass so famous)
PayPay died with his hands in the air, so DPDK, I'll blow at 12 (I'll blow at 12)
Gang unit K, b*tch, and I cannot wait 'til they free bronem out the cell, uh (Free my mеmbers)
Jizzle ass got backdoored, his dumb ass should bе in hell
And I heard, uh, got hit with a switch, can't say his name or we goin' to jail (We goin' to jail)
I'm smokin' Winford, bro got left with no legs, he ain't even make the chair (He ain't make the chair)
I'm clutchin' switch, so when you see me, b*tch, do not stop and stare (Don't stop and stare)

[Chorus: DeeGlokk]
I'm f*ckin' on two bad hoes, yeah, lil' booty matter, but one got a BBL (One got a BBL)
I'm so tired of Lil Chop dissin', every time we come to the 6, nobody there (Nobody outside, n*gga)
Wanna diss my brother and I can merch, y'all wore about four different shirts in a year (In a year)
Say the wrong the thing, I put this sh*t on my granny, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care (I'ma blow)
[Bridge: DeeGlokk]
Get the f*ck out, b*tch, you ain't suckin' or f*ckin', then you gotta go (b*tch, you gotta go)
We got some big sh*t, switches too, b*tch, I want you to send a lo' (I want you to send the lo')
Lil' bro pop out with that fat sh*t, big boy gun and make a n*gga hit the floor (Make a n*gga hit the floor)
Uh, free D4, n*gga, long live the guys, uh

[Verse 2: 1BoDean & DeeGlokk]
n*ggas know not speak on lil' Tray
Don't give a f*ck if you a kid, better get out the way (Boy, shut the f*ck up)
They know where I'm up on they block, they ain't tryna bump, n*ggas scared to come out them gates (Boy, them n*ggas some b*tches)
Switch so quick, ain't know he was hit, all he heard was that, "Brr" and it was too late (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
When I get the pin, I'm ready to bend, can't nobody save 'em, not even a saint (Boy, can't nobody save 'em)
I'm tryna leave his sh*t red, dump that switch with both hands and I just paint
You rookie-ass n*ggas gettin' killed on drills, you duck-ass n*ggas don't even got rank (Boy, you don't even got no rank)
I'll turn a tough n*gga ass to a b*tch, put the blick in his face, I bet bro faint (Boy, that n*gga a b*tch)
I don't wanna talk on the phone, can we meet up and bump so I can show off my aim? (Aim perfect)
These n*ggas fakin' like they really with it, bro bump Drac', n*ggas turned to Usain (These n*ggas fast as f*ck)
Opp-ass b*tch gon' suck that di*k, then I'ma send the ho back to her main (You gotta to go, b*tch)
I know you n*ggas gon' think with y'all di*k, so I'll send the b*tch, you n*ggas a shame (Boy, you n*ggas some)
We hit they block with a Drac' and a switch, this ain't the good song just like Eddy Kane (That b*tch was singin')
I don’t give a f*ck about no condition, me and the gang'll slide in the rain (We was up in the rain)
We shootin' for lil' Traylon, n*gga, I'll hop out, no mask, broad day, leave a n*gga stank (No bullsh*t)
Thinkin' a b*tch be with me for the free, if that was my ho, I'm breakin' the bank (I'm breakin' the bank)
And you know I'm breakin' her back, but, f*ck that, let's get back on track
Invisible switch, when I put that b*tch, he thought it was semi, boy, this b*tch a fully (Boy, this a fully)
You gotta go drill, you wanna get recruited
Your partner had died, you make some music
f*ck I look like makin' some music? Lil' Traylon died, we got straight to it
Uh, free bronem
[Chorus: DeeGlokk]
I'm f*ckin' on two bad hoes, yeah, lil' booty matter, but one got a BBL (But one got a BBL)
I'm so tired of Lil Chop dissin', every time we come to the 6, nobody there (Nobody there, n*gga)
Wanna diss my brother and I can merch, y'all wore about four different shirts in a year (In one year)
Say the wrong the thing, I put this sh*t on my granny, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care

[Outro: DeeGlokk & 1BoDean]
I'ma blow, I don't even care
Ayy, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care
We spinnin' for Tray, n*gga, long live the guys, n*gga, uh
And free, free D4 (Free all the guys)
Free shorty, uh, no bullsh*t
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