Yop (feat. Fastmoney Ant)

(Aye, go, slide) (Aye, go) What you gon' do when you hear your homie died? Why the fuck you keep making them disses? Knowing your homies ain't survive I ain't got no pussy from none of them bitches I used some hoes to set opp n***** up (say dat) It's hot outside we got on hoodies to keep them glizzies tucked (say dat) Them police cannot catch us (go) I was thirteen trying to go on hits at the store and drench stuff (yeah) Fourteen I was making eight racks a day from dykes and taking shit We don't play with no n***** at all, n****, first n**** play, he lay in piss (aye, go) We was sliding riding fives, trying to catch them n***** (say dat) I heard your block got killers, but all my n***** kill the killers (say dat) First n**** run we trip him, bullets clip and peel them n***** (flrrr, flrrr) We just lay shit down, trencherous baby running wild (flrrr, flrrr) What you gon' do when you hear your homie died? Why the fuck you keep making them disses? Knowing your homies ain't survive I ain't got no pussy from none of them bitches I used some hoes to set opp n***** up (say dat) It's hot outside we got on hoodies to keep them glizzies tucked (say dat) I fed them all, they think this potluck Watch me come back, then I pop up I'm the type they say I'm fucking hostile Trying to stay away from what my pops did I got big eyes I feel like Hopsin Bad bitch wanna fuck from Boston (yeah) She think we cool cause she got boss dick Don't scream fuck 12, you fuck with what the cops did Ain't no switchblade, he bitch made Only bodies on his belt is dead maids If they checked his body, he'd only have a hole up in his chest plate They play this game, they fuck with the king, they know that shit ends up in checkmate I don't fuck with him or fuck with you, that don't mean that we gon' separate I know you ain't smoking that wedding cake, you smoke that boof pack I know where Murda hoop at We gon' pop up, NC, find them boys, we know where they shoot at I wanna see red like kool-aid Watch em' limp and trip right off they shoelace Ima take his bitch and fuck her good now she gon' say some "hooray" What you gon' do when you hear your homie died? Why the fuck you keep making them disses? Knowing your homies ain't survive I ain't got no pussy from none of them bitches I used some hoes to set opp n***** up (say dat) It's hot outside we got on hoodies to keep them glizzies tucked (say dat) Them police cannot catch us (go) I was thirteen trying to go on hits at the store and drench stuff (yeah) Fourteen I was making eight racks a day from dykes and taking shit We don't play with no n***** at all, n****, first n**** play, he lay in piss (aye, go, say dat) First one lay in piss, yeah (lay in piss) Talk shit on the net like he be innocent, yeah Toxic bitch acting like she be sending blitz, yeah Lil Ho acted real but she just sucking dick, yeah I know I fucked up where I tatted on my wrist, yeah (I did) I told you you shouldn't do that shit but you insist, yeah (you insist) I told him if he were to die he wouldn't be missed, yeah (he wouldn't be missed) I told him if he wanna try he would be hit, yeah (he would be hit) I told lil' bro stop getting sucked into the system (system) They think they hot, but we the ones that's leaving blisters I know a bitch who just got jumped in with her sister (she did) Fucked up in school, didn't even pass the semester (yeah, yeah)