yvngkansai - how it go/free izzy Lyrics

Oh my God, stop the music
Ayy, I want that fun to get dead
Lil nigga talkin', I feel him with lead
If he can't do it right, then I'll do it instead

It's me and my bitches, you keepin' a head
Ayy, it was me and my bitches, you do it
I said suck my dick, go get paid
I'ma put a opp on the chair, do a nigga like Joe

Can't kick it with niggas, these niggas be hoes
I got me a Glock, I'ma stack on my bros
I'm stuntin' for life, this shit how it goes
OG, got me high like so

Get back door, I bet nobody knows
Old bitch, all the f*ckers, he miss me
112, bitch, we screamin' free NC
112, bitch, we screamin' free pay

This on her neck, this shit outta case
Get soap, I'm goin' insane
Put up our plug, and he lookin' like a A
And the Glock can't get niggas, John Lucane

All f*ckin' bitches, I ain't knowin' that
I had to switch up, bitch, I'm goin' for fame
I ain't got friends, cause these niggas be lame
I had to switch up

Glock on me, put that bitch up
Get a nigga off my dick, huh
Many niggas got me sick, uh
I had to switch up, all niggas a hoes

Man, I gotta focus
Get in corners, give me motherf*ckin' tokens
You a lovin' and chokin'
Rob a nigga, leave a fun nigga broke

And the kid ain't got time, motherf*ckin' soakin' wet
He won't smoke, it's a bet
Give me the kitty, bitch, I am a vet
I was in class, she gave me that night

I am that young nigga, can I bet
Wear my bustin' all over her jacket
He said he won't war with me, leave him risked
Ayy

Ayy
I want that fun to get dead
Little nigga talkin', I feel him alive
He can't do it right, and I'm doin' the stage

Me and my bitches, you keepin' the head
Ayy
Ayy, with me and my bitches, you keepin' the head
Okay

I'ma put a, I'll put a chair through a nigga like Joe
Can't kick it with niggas, these niggas be hoes
I got me a Glock, I'ma stack on my bros
I'm learnin' for life, this shit how it goes

OG, got me high like toe
Get back door, I bet nobody knows
Ayy, old bitch, all the f*cks, bitch, he miss me
But, but, bitch, we screamin' free enzyme

But, but, bitch, we screamin' free pain
This on a neck, this shit not a case
I'ma get sober, I'm goin' insane
Turn up all plug, and he lookin' like Hank

And the clock kickin', nigga, chill like Luke Cain
I had to switch up, bitch, I'm goin' for fame
I ain't got friends, cause these niggas be lame
She can't un-suck or f*ck my dick

Tell her I said suck my dick
Go get back