Guard Up

[Intro] 2Ezzy on some other shit Y2, is that you? Grrah, Faygo, yeah Let's go Faygo [Chorus] I'm up, you drunk, bitch, I don't give no fucks (Woah) I can't show no love, I got my guard up Yeah, touch it, lil' baby, I'm feeling it (Woah, woah) No, I do not give a fuck about blendin' in Chopper gon' turn that lil' nigga to cinnamon Skinny nigga, man, I'm feeling like Slenderman Hothead, yeah, she say that I'm ruthless (Doot) I'm gonna leave his ass toothless, ah Said she want me, better prove it, yeah I get to that bag, I do it, yeah I got a chopper, boy, don't do it If you play with me you know I'ma shoot Empty them pockets, you know I'ma loot (Yeah) You ain't gotta like me, okay, cool, yeah [Verse] We got too much pride from this side to let you slide, nigga All my niggas gon' ride (Get back) You better keep a spot (Yeah) I got real ties, I got demons all in my insides And I advise a nigga step aside And I'm a fucking spider 'til I die Damn, I'm tryna put my mama in a Wraith Glock 22 fuck up a bitch nigga day I'm thuggin' with my niggas always Broad day, we gon' make him pay Bruh, I had to put these niggas back down Couldn't find myself but I'm back now Got the gang on speed-dial They give that lil' boy a pat down Tryna get my pops up in a Bentley Tryna get my niggas out the traphouse Talking down on the gang You must really wanna see a nigga blackout Thinking Faygo gon' fall off? Boy, you really gotta be cracked out (Blatt) Fuck that shit, make 'em mad now (Blatt) Nigga, it's gon' be a man down (Blatt, blatt) [Chorus] I'm up, you drunk, bitch, I don't give no fucks (Woah) I can't show no love, I got my guard up Yeah, touch it, lil' baby, I'm feeling it (Woah, woah) No, I do not give a fuck about blendin' in Chopper gon' turn that lil' nigga to cinnamon Skinny nigga, man, I'm feeling like Slenderman Hothead, yeah, she say that I'm ruthless (Doot) I'm gonna leave his ass toothless, ah Said she want me, better prove it, yeah I get to that bag, I do it, yeah I got a chopper, boy, don't do it If you play with me you know I'ma shoot Empty them pockets, you know I'ma loot (Yeah) You ain't gotta like me, okay, cool, yeah [Outro] We got too much pride from this side to let you slide