They Say lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah this for my chiraq n*ggas
Effy waddup (shot level) you dig
(what’s happening [?] that mo f*cka)
Shout out my n*gga DJ Bandz myn
Let’s get it

[Hook]
They say you be having guns but you ain’t go pop nothin’
In the latest foreign car bad b*tch riding shotgun
Rapping bout this work you selling
Real life you ain’t cop nothing
Middle finger to the law you [?] till the cops come
I'm myking money since decades
Riding with the plug and they calling him effy
And I just f*cked on yo b*tch
Gave me some head and she pimping the rest
pus*y ass n*gga be cuffing these b*tches
Like they getting arrested
Riding with real n*ggas they got a cheque
And most of us is felons

[Verse 1]
K on me money you gonna get off
My n*ggas hard the opposite of soft
Feet kicked up I'm high as a loft
Ran it up had to myself a boss
My n*gga bI like the [?]
Tryna be straight they gon sway you like ops
Gut him up and we go take for the cost
You found in the creature like Dolf
Effy you better be cautious
Put his head up for an auction
Whipping up babies you know we a doc
Wrap up the package imy shoot the box
This [?] I got on it came from a fox
I don’t wanna f*ck if you don’t give me top
f*ck I don’t deal with kids I'm out the spot
Don’t got all my money you gonna get shot
But!
[Hook]
They say you be having guns but you ain’t go pop ntn
In the latest foreign car bad b*tch riding shotgun
Rapping bout this work you selling
Real life you ain’t cop nothing
Middle finger to the law you [?] till the cops come
I'm myking money since decades
Riding with the plug and they calling him effy
And I just f*cked on yo b*tch
Gave me some head and she pimping the rest
pus*y ass n*gga be cuffing these b*tches
Like they getting arrested
Riding with real n*ggas they got a cheque
And most of us is felons

[Verse 2]
[?] when I hit him with the chopper
Iron in the socket they calling me doctor
Keep a blower on me you don’t talk nothing
Boy you just be talking
Hunnid n*ggas when we my rching
Giuseppe's on my feet n*gga I'm saucing
I ain’t talking dinner when I'm flossing
Grinding on me don’t like taking no losses
Every n*gga with me bossing
We in the building just like and apartment
Say you getting money stop it
Empty the Glock out and reload the cartridge
Riding round with loaded carbons
Shoot to kill just like a my rksmyn
Shoot first don’t do no talking pull up hop out and I pop it
You say you be getting money but you need to stop fronting
You know you’s a wangster and you ain’t about nothing
All my n*ggas gangsta and you know we’ll drop something
Pull up in a foreign car looking like a trap star

[Hook]
They say you be having guns but you ain’t go pop ntn
In the latest foreign car bad b*tch riding shotgun
Rapping bout this work you selling
Real life you ain’t cop nothing
Middle finger to the law you [?] till the cops come
I'm myking money since decades
Riding with the plug and they calling him effy
And I just f*cked on yo b*tch
Gave me some head and she pimping the rest
pus*y ass n*gga be cuffing these b*tches
Like they getting arrested (yeah)
Riding with real n*ggas they got a cheque
And most of us is felons
(all em got money)