Who Buggin? lyrics

[Intro: Jayo]
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
(It's Kosfinger, baby)

[Verse 1: Jayo]
Wanna talk about purging? n*ggas be dead
Crying, hurting, show me some green
sh*t was detergent, sh*t got you goofin'
Throat was just burnin', stop tryna show em
sh*t got you learning, you think you wavy?
You 'bouta die, I could just see all the pain in your eyes
JJ got shot in the back of the spine

[Verse 2: Dotty]
Let’s talk about how Sha ran on Woo Lotti, on bro, n*gga died
Kal G spin on my side, he got fried
Eazy-Eazy got shot from behind
Like, Lola got sent to the sky
Smelly got poked, then he couldn’t say bye
If I hop the V, with the G, I'ma fire
And word to my dead, n*ggas throwing the 5

[Verse 3: Jayo & Bloodie]
Like, how the f*ck did I end up on Ryer?
I see Day, on the guys, I'ma fire
40. start barking, it sound likе Mariah
Ass so fat, sh*t bounce like a tire
JayDot gon' bе mad, if I run into Miah
I get to di*kin' her down, cause she fire
I get to walkin' 'em down, like a choir
RPT buggin', on bro, n*ggas liars (Grah, damn)
[Chorus: Bloodie]
RPT buggin' on who? Grah, Rip Woo
We up his snot, n*ggas know what we do
Bark and get shot, n*ggas shaking the zoo
Grah, bang with my brothers, I trust
We ran out of bullets, get beat with the gun
He get shot, n*gga spit up them guts
Play with the dead's, you get put in the blunt, grah
You get smoked, like some runtz
Run through alleys, we comin' through cuts
Didn't have the V, had troop on a bus
We let it fly, when ain't tossin' these guns
We let it bang, like the 4th of the month
Get it in, like the first of the month
He 'bout to bang on the opps, that’s a must
Ashes to ashes, you get turned into dust

[Verse 4: Jayo]
The bullets, they chasin' 'em down
Baow, the sounds, they hittin' the crowd
Like, Baby B, we gon' troop through they towns
We walk 'em down, on the ground gon' smile, baow

[Verse 5: Dotty]
Threw shots, after walkin' 'em down
I creep in the shells, I'm hawkin' 'em down
Like, see a Jet, then I’m landing it down
Bullets so big, this sh*t knock off a smile
Vick he a kid, I'ma knock off his crown
Mama she crying, she can't raise her child
I see a Crip, I'ma clear out the crowd
I'm spinning the Rey, I'ma blow that sh*t down, what the f*ck?
It's two hands, when I'm walkin' 'em down
If he smoking on Dot, then I bend in the pound
If he throw that sh*t up, lay 'em down
I know it's my mom not tryna find her son in the ground
[Chorus: Bloodie]
RPT buggin' on who? Grah, Rip Woo
We up his snot, n*ggas know what we do
Bark and get shot, n*ggas shaking the zoo
Grah, bang with my brothers, I trust
We ran out of bullets, get beat with the gun
He get shot, n*gga spit up them guts
Play with the dead's, you get put in the blunt, grah
You get smoked, like some runtz
Run through alleys, we comin' through cuts
Didn't have the V, had troop on a bus
We let it fly, when ain't tossin' these guns
We let it bang, like the 4th of the month
Get it in, like the first of the month
He 'bout to bang on the opps, that’s a must
Ashes to ashes, you get turned into dust