Coi Leray ft. JIMMY2X Lyrics

Ay ay

Nigga think he cold huh, I'm bou' to shoot him down

Nigga think he cold huh, I'm bou' to blick him down

Ay ay

Ay get up on him blick him down

Shoot him huh, hunnid rounds

Greenlight he on go, he took that risk that's how that nigga raised

Two two threes they twins and turn yo day bad, folks ain't tryna play

Nigga with anxiety and a pole, he must be Coi Leray

Glancing at my brother, Jimmy two x made a hit today

I'm dancing on my money nigga, I made it shimmy

Bitch this ain't no fucking glock, I load up semis

Turn yo trap house to a haunted house, I'm always busy

Spinned so much around they block, it's so surprising we ain't dizzy

Ay speed inside that whip, the only time you see me moving fast

Don't know what they be on or going through, I don't be feeling bad

They pissed that I'm still rapping got like every pussy nigga mad

Missed his chance to merc me he like

Fuck I didn't kill his ass

Use to wear that Hilfiger

Now these fits it got me stuntin' man I feel different

Grew up in places you can't lack at, oh them streets different

Bro nem trippin' bou' a hoe while I go handle business nigga

No snitching my get away ticket, Imma player I'll fuck around give you my bitches

Hiding my face ion like all the pictures

Read every name who smoked like a scripture

You the type to smoke a wood before a shootout, you can't concentrate

These shots would do the same I do to bitches, they gone penetrate

Greenlight he on go, he took that risk that's how that nigga raised

Two two threes they twins and turn yo day bad, folks ain't tryna play

Nigga with anxiety and a pole, he must be Coi Leray

Glancing at my brother, Jimmy two x made a hit today

I'm dancing on my money nigga, I made it shimmy

Bitch this ain't no fucking glock, I load up semis

Turn yo trap house to a haunted house, I'm always busy

Spinned so much around they block, it's so surprising we ain't dizzy

You moving too crazy that shit need to stop

I hit it, I quit it I'm getting the drop

Punching my lungs with these niggas you say you gon' kill us

We masked up with sticks in them glock

You niggas be faggots, put belt to them asses

My pistol be chasing them niggas up blocks

Ian saying too much, I'm balling with digits

Fuck all them niggas, that's wanting to talk

Hang with the members, can't fuck with the bitches

Im chasing the guape, with my guard on the glock

You messing with the rats, we got sum for yo ass

Don't come over here this the dgh block

This shit ain't gon' stop, yeah I said what I said

I stand on bitches like how I stand on top

This glock ain't changing, red light chase em yeah stand on top

Greenlight he on go, he took that risk that's how that nigga raised

Two two threes they twins and turn yo day bad, folks ain't tryna play

Nigga with anxiety and a pole, he must be Coi Leray

Glancing at my brother, Jimmy two x made a hit today

I'm dancing on my money nigga, I made it shimmy

Bitch this ain't no fucking glock, I load up semis

Turn yo trap house to a haunted house, I'm always busy

Spinned so much around they block, it's so surprising we ain't dizzy