Ye

[Random man]

Ye, ye ye

Ye ye ye ye ye ye yeah

Uh huh ye ye ye

Yeah ye ye ye ye ye ye

Ye ye ye ye ye ye yeah

Ye, ehn-ehn, Ye, Ye

[Intro: BobbyToo Tact]

Grah grah boom

MR. Dump for the 6ix

Like, nigga's know how I get

Mmh put some respect on my name

[Verse 1: BobbyToo Tact]

Do this shit everyday so I don't even post it

Made it back in two plays and I ain't even notice

Got the boys on my d*ck tryna take all my brothers

My finger keep itching I gotta stay focused

If I up with the left Ima aim with my thumb

Toe to toe in the box he can't fight one on one

If the G didn't jam he would've been done

I start slapping the G like I'm tapping the drums

[Verse II: BobbyToo Tact]

No I'm not like the rest of these niggas

If I'm signing I need more than six figures

No phone on the drill we ain't sliding for pictures

Can't run from this G double tapping the trigger (What the fuck?)

Different beats gotta force y'all to listen(?)

I'm too close to the rim so imagine me missing

Yelling out (       )

If I like how it glisten (Skii)

Niggas know how we get when the scooms get to blitzin

Can't see through the tints I might flock at his window

.45 bullets I call it "lil' Kimbo"

Grrt bow watch this dumb nigga limbo

Hear the echo watch this dumb nigga get low

Mr. Throw more than 6ix if he slide in a fishbowl

Crouching down creep up I'ma tip-toe

Want a feature? Just send it on crypto

See the opps out of town we gon' blow up the sigo(?)

Bro got the wheel tryna dig on the Troopers

Might line through the trucks tryna get through the traffic

Outside catching rec I was really a Hooper

Got me back in the field tryna play Target Practice

When I bend I'm not hitting civilians

Get to dumping they running in buildings

Do this shit for my brothers you don't know the feeling

When you in the cage looking up at the ceiling

[Verse 3: BobbyToo Tact]

Like I'm getting flashbacks

Bro calling I'm sending on cashapp

Slide or provide put this shit on my back

Afro drill on my shoulders like I got a bad back

Walk down got me feeling like mike

You not true FDL tryna burn out the tires[?]

Why they cap on the net like my music ain't fire?

Just give me my flowers if I ever retire

I'm to nice for this shit so I don't need a feature

48 for the G so it is nice to meet ya

Made it back for these kids I'm like a teacher

If you ain't shoot it up stay the fuck on the bleachers (Stay on the bench)

Niggas is fanned out

They see what I'm doing now they got they hand out

When I was down bad no one pulled a band out

Leeching, everyone jack they my mans now

Top one underrated got something to prove

And I can't crash out now I got too much to lose

Eurostep let me get in my groove

Put the V up in drive let me do what I do

Shi left him froze but this bitch a heater

Throwing shots at that V who the fuck in that beamer?

Don't think that I'm loafing I'm toting "Fatima"

Ten toes [?] til' they free my nigga Ceaser (Free Ceaser)

[Outro: Burna Boy, BobbyToo Tact]

Ye, Ye, Ye oh

Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye oh

Uh huh Ye, Ye, Ye oh

Free muddy, Free twice, Free all the members

[Part II]

[Intro: Al Capone]

Did I ask you what you're trying to do?

Did I ask you what you're trying to do?

I want you to get this fuck where he breathes

I want you to find this Nancy boy, Eliot ness

I want him dead!-

[Verse 1: BobbyToo Tact]

I want 'em dead, where the fuck is lil' Drippy?

I let it flock cause I like to get risky

I'm still looking for rec and they not in the city

Where the fuck is the Coach? Tell that nigga get with me

Bro on the bike tryna flock every pedal

Better not lack for a bitch in stiletto's

Gun get to jamming start slapping the medal

He ran on his mans while I flock at his fellow

Now she tryna get it like sexy and I'm tryna fuck on her bestie

Might fuck the whole group, if she let me

And I can't wife no leg cause these bitches is friendly

She get a lil' slutty when she off the Don

Let it clap for the cam make a movie like HULU

Ass fat throw it back in some Lulu's

He should've died on that scene it was Voodoo

[Outro:Al Capone]

I want 'em dead-

Dead dead

Dead dead

Dead