Jawvi - Da Guys (feat. Drewski & Walters) [Remastered] Lyrics

Yeah
Aye
Niggas already know what the f*ck goin' on
All 2023 man
Look
Ha
We in the studio with Nuss and Walters in this bitch
Ya heard me

Look
Aye, Aye
I really am the man
I be really with the sticks
Niggas be playin but they don't want no gun war
Lil Walter, came with the bag like Christmas
White boy came with the bag like it's Christmas
I'm in my bag
Rankin on his ass
400 round with the drum
F*ck is you talkin'
Lil bitch go click click
Really go bang bang
Know a couple niggas that really slang slang
Yeah
Eighth grade I was selling dope
I had the weed, had thirty ounces
I was making money, I was making cash
Lil Wang had fent, aye
He be coming with the white
He be coming with the weed
Drug dealer, yeah that's my guy (Aye)
He be coming with the sweets
Four-five with a G9 (Uh huh, Aye)
Shooting shit like in the thrillers (Uh huh, Aye)
I feel like I'm in a movie (TriHeart)
Got this bitch suckin' on my dick
Know a bitch named Malani

Gay on the whip
You say that you AK but I be AK with the glock on the hip
Zans up in the left hand
Percs up in my right hand
If you play with me bitch you get right hand
I be talkin' that shit from the smack
Watch him get hit from the back
Uhh
F*ck with me bitch you get hit with a tac
You ain't playin' with a motherf*cker
Bitch I be playin' with motherf*ckers
That's a big fact
Got big rack
Big money
Big shoes
Got big bunny
Got bad bitches call me white boy 'cause they gon' call me rabbit but I
Got them bitches bouncing up on a dick like a bunny
They be playin' with shit
Layin' with shit
AK bitch you know we just drill with this shit
Pop pills up in the bitch with Drewski up in that bitch (Aye)
Uhh, Aye
Mason up in that bitch tho
I got glock, where the f*ck is your blick tho? (Uh huh, Aye)
Cause I'ma run up on you (Uh huh)
Kill a motherf*cker (Aye)
Do what I got to go do (Uh huh)
Hit with a motherf*cker

Do what I got to go do
You know ion play by the rules
Bro and I had some issues
Jokes aside I broke his tooth
Spit about it in the booth
Bitch ass lyin' through his teeth, I had to make some room
Rich ass cryin' over me kicking him from the group
They say I got few screws loose
Well maybe because it's true
I've been a misfit since I was born
I keep my distance since I had learned people be switchin' up on their friends for trends
Keep it g 'til they're f*cked, they leave you for dead
Haven't hopped on a beat in a min'
But I have to handle some business
Not talkin' 'bout these wannabes that never stand on it
You want the smoke but you gon' choke
You nothin' but a 2 faced, fake, hoax
Ion ever crack the jokes 'cept you spoke
I won't ever lose hope, you on the wrong road
I mean everything I ever wrote
All you ever do is soak in your pride
I promise you haven't seen my other side

F*ck is you talm 'bout?
That bitch be spikin' shit
Uhh
Left my lean at lil death
Lil spicy shit
F*ck is you talkin' I got me a righteous bitch
Really be shootin' shit
Look
Got my mans Nuss in the back
Walters up in the back
Ughh
We be shootin' shit up in the dice game
Like f*ck is you talkin', I got me a bet
Nigga from Cincinnati, he don't give a f*ck
He really gon' die about it
Life or death with it come to situation he really ain't gon' cry about it
F*ck niggas and f*ck Dom
Bitch ass nigga won't die about it
Like f*ck TBDG
F*ck Mell Dunfield
Bitch ass niggas, f*ck is you talm bout