ambush

, sykes, sykes, woi-woi-woi-woi-woi, i'm in the back of this car, no taxi, sadly, i beg a man please try mad me, you'll see this hand ting get handy, live-o corn when i slap this gladly, one in the head, jump out and get tappy, i didn't catch him, i didn't go back happy, pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys, bally up, spot man and get splashy, switch, you don't wanna see me switch up off the moped with a stick, no witch, this sweet one stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick, telling me she rates my songs and dick, back rambos, not a fan of flicks, this.38 hand ting holds six, like turna, with bae i can't slip, i can talk on bare man's name, fifteen, that was me on the ride with my blade, then the next two rides man went on, the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge, if you don't see no one at tops or commerce, we're circling turnpike lane, tryna just ching man out of their j's, ayy, broski holdin' the clutch then brake, bro's too tapped, he keeps on squeezing, sneezing, this is the shotgun season, get back gang with the dotty's revealing, s slapped it, jumped out and beat it, gang 'dem crash, no flight of the phoenix, two in the dots for five of these eediats, shh got cheffed up and then left bleeding, lack on the road, that's normal procedures, these opp boys must've gone ku-ku, 'cause i'm really on drills, no fibs, man's holding a fuck off chings, if you see double lz, step round with a limp, always two guns up in the whip, slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch, don't think you can ride on the nizz, man slide right back in a tinted whip, if i slap this corn out the hand ting, it's a mad ting if i press this trigger, six man squashed in this dinger, chest shot chinger, jump out gang with this spinner, this opp thot come way too inna, cah her friend got shot, she don't know who's the driller, to all the opp boys, it's your friends we bill up, no reaction, they don't ride for their nigga, i'm on the o, ten toes with my soldiers, i don't beef my age, i got beef with olders, man crash this corn off motors, this shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder, tion wayne is a fucking joker, come carni tryna spill juice, that's soaker, buck four, he tried run with his poker, he's with dv and they both got poked up, yo, i'm tryna do it like boogs, swing blades in hoods but they got broski on the case, this shotgun come long like grace, half it-half it so it comes in the rave, on the stage with h, big shank on my waist, so i'm in n9 with my mates, gang changing plates, tape off your estates, then head straight back to the base, this sweet one keeps talking 'bout dates, if i slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes, bro kush put his foot on the brakes, my driller backed it and try hit that face, if we can't see h then we gon' get blades, either way, it works both ways, bro's drunk off wrays, got corn for days, so don't get blammed on the mains, i'm in the back of this car, no taxi, sadly, i beg a man please try mad me, you'll see this hand ting get handy, live-o corn when i slap this gladly, one in the head, jump out and get tappy, i didn't catch him, i didn't go back happy, pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys, bally up, spot man and get splashy, switch, you don't wanna see me switch up off the moped with a stick, no witch, this sweet one stepped out in drip, three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick, telling me she rates my songs and dick, back rambos, not a fan of flicks, this.38 hand ting holds six, like turna, with bae i can't slip, i can talk on bare man's name, fifteen, that was me on the ride with my blade, then the next two rides man went on, the wap got brought, the spinner and the gauge, if you don't see no one at tops or commerce, we're circling turnpike lane, tryna just ching man out of their j's, ayy, broski holdin' the clutch then brake, sykes, sykes