IBAKA (feat. Duvy) - Allcapyow, KG Jay & OTG Stiffy

Mini Draco Styrofoam Cups Ya ye This shit off the top man But you already knew that Hous3 of commons we keep coming hot I don't need me love I need me loyalty, ok You say that you real, you better show me show me Don't get caught in the cross fire just for hanging I told my brother ya stay dangerous as dangerous Thought you my Dog that shit be fucked up, can't even trust you I get money when I'm mad, I get money You drink Henny when you mad I don't do this just to brag, I get bored I pop a tag pop them tags I don't need me no one, I do this for me for me Before I met you, knew you wasn't for me for me I need me some love, I need me some love I ain't going without my gun, I going without my gun boo I'm a gangster what it was Ain't nothing that you done nah, that we ain't did worst ya Surrounded by some thugs surrounded by some thugs This shit ain't fun it's what it was no bap Had to make a way for my nigga for my dog You know we clear the way we spray the crowd up Like he had a bird eye he hawk them down Fifty shots or better I don't need me love I need me loyalty, ok You say that you real, you better show me show me Don't get caught in the cross fire just for hanging I told my brother ya stay dangerous as dangerous Thought you my Dog that shit be fucked up, can't even trust you I get money when I'm mad, I get money You drink Henny when you mad I don't do this just to brag, I get bored I pop a tag You really really with me is you with me? Really really feel me is you feel me? Friends I can't trust my friends I can't trust my friends ye for real You really by my side is you really by my side? Love me maybe I'll love again maybe I don't need me no more zans I don't need me no more When they wanted more I give them less I give them less They go come right back again there was my lesson Mini Draco Styrofoam Cups All this shit fake I refuse your love I refuse Grind for it grind had to put time for it time KOK kill or kill kill or kill They ain't knowing how you feel When I get off these drugs it give me chill yea yea Southside shit, south way Don't never let them make you feel like you ain't worth shit For real, keep coming hot Stepping on necks all year, forever

Yeah (yeah) This shit off the top, man Like every other track (yeah) Yeah Red lights, we get niggas shot down (grr) Pressure where you want, hear this gun sound (huh?) I get this lil' feelin' when the Perc' 'round (I get this lil' feelin') I get this lil' feelin' when the Perc' 'round me And FNs (and FNs) We hit up all opp blocks in the West End (it's real) Started off with deuce-deuce but my nigga ain't tryna kill Left school, I had to get it, no more stressin' (never, nevеr) Hit his block two times (yeah), trap on block full-time Promеthazine, codeine, girl, don't you spill mine (spill) I had to step and make some plays, I couldn't waste time (uh) Stick stuck on hip, huh, stick up on my waistline I lost emotions, see, I ain't had none He lost, he know it, but ain't no love lost, nah You know my love costs, yeah Yeah, bro slowed down the whip (grr) Made me hop out quick They know what it is when we see 'em She gon' line 'em for a play, boy, I mean it Real slatt, keep her close for a reason Brother (yeah), big chopper, wanna play with cudder? We pop out cut, you know you bleed, huh (yeah, bleed) You with the opps, you better duck with 'em This how it goes (yeah) Came with my hitter and we all on go Red lights, we get niggas shot down (grrt, grrt) Pressure where you want, hear this gun sound (grrt, grrt) I get this lil' feelin' when the Perc' 'round (grrt, grrt) I get this lil' feelin' when the Perc' 'round me And FNs (and FNs) We hit up all opp blocks in the West End (it's real) Started off with deuce-deuce but my nigga ain't tryna kill Left school, I had to get it, no more stressin' (yeah, drill)

Burn 'em, burn 'em All this money I'll be making Imma burn 'em Burn 'em, I'm american Left them playin' with this fire Imma burn 'em Murder, it's a murder Disrespect us, Imma spark it, Imma burn 'em And I'll be searching, I'll be lurking, Imma herd 'em And all these bridges that I'm building Imma burn 'em Burn 'em, burn 'em, burn 'em, burn 'em All this money I'll be making Imma burn 'em Burn 'em Smoke it up Burn 'em Walking with this bucket, Imma serve 'em Spinning on the block with a mop, I disturb 'em I nevеr killed a nigga, but I'm ready to spit a whole lot on a person Havе a curse, I'm about to merge on a nigga's turf Imma let a nigga burn, burn, let 'em burn And these pussies better learn when I pull up on my purge Make a nigga see stars spinning, leave him on a curb Burn 'em, burn 'em, burn 'em, burn 'em All this money I'll be making Imma burn 'em Burn 'em One, two, three Run 'em down until the other town And I got it on me nigga, don't you fuck around Moving with these tickets in a whip not to shift But I'll switch it to the beat when I'm standing on your ground You should know to never come around my town You're not welcome in the hood, 'cause you a clown I got shooters ready just to let you down And they not afraid to waste a couple rounds Burn 'em, burn 'em, burn 'em, burn 'em All this money I'll be making Imma burn 'em Burn 'em Burn