Makaveli ft. Tray Sav & 1300GButta Lyrics

(C-muney) Aye (Blvckxmike in this bitch) Bitch

I just need a deuce of wok hard I need a four trey

Got yo bitch up at the 'bnb sent that bitch a Lyft

Boy I heard you ain't up in your bag you better get a grip

Stars in the roof huh this bitch look like a space ship

Baby what you need Little Bertster he got you

She said she want steak and calamari took her ass to Benihana

These bitches be begging I just fucked your best friend

Only tote the glock and switches I don't like them FNs

I just caught a body dripped in Off-White

Glock got a beam, got a switch and it got a light

Huh, doggy where you going

Don't run from me

I'm busy with that catch a body come for me (Bitch)

Bitch I live that thug life feel like Makaveli

We pull up skrt skrt grrt grrt come shoot the whole crowd

Chrome Heart Timberlands killers bouncing out of mini vans

When I go on tour I swear to God bitch I ain't riding in sprinter vans

Moving out in bompton with pirus might pull them Ms bitch

I'm bloody i'm shiesty them bitch niggas know not to play with me

We been smoking dead opps right out of marleys don't smoke no backwoods

Yeah that fat nigga a rapper you know it's cap you know it sound good

Opps steady dying we up like thirty homicides

They ain't get no get back them niggas lucked up them niggas hiding

Pussy drop it low nigga come outside fifty-six days fifty-six nights bitch we could ride

We could bring the bity out see who really bloody

We could bring the bity out we see who really cuttin'

Aye aye ever since your opps got killed I didn't know how to feel

I been off that dope sippin' yak poppin' hella pills

They say "Butta get out the streets you don't know how to chill"

Why you ain't tryna get up on that beat and make a couple mil

Man shit we gotta eat that shit sound like a deal

Brodie died so it's homicide niggas know how it is

No regrets taking back shit cause that's just how I live

Why you acting high off that perky and it ain't even real

Why the fuck you acting like you active never did a drill

All that cappin' in your raps man that shit ain't trill

All of that dick riding the opps could get you a couple years

Or get you put away from yo momma have her shedding tears