Testo Suck Sumthin - EBK Jaaybo
Testo della canzone Suck Sumthin (EBK Jaaybo), tratta dall'album Don't Trust Me
Aye Ekko turn it up
Aye G-Block nigga
Nigga
Fuck yo dead homies nigga
Nigga
Popped yo brother nigga
Aye aye look aye aye
Aye
Freak bitch she tryna suck something
Pulled up to the penthouse told her don't touch nothing
Fully switch on my hip I just love buttons
I ain't in low unless lil squeeze in it
Bounced out with like 5 homies but ain't mean niggas
A real shooter on them drills I just see different
My lil nigga snatching kids with no keys in em
Yanked up on em got the job done
Left they store with 20 shots still knew I'd pop something
Dropped the lo on a bitch nigga he did not come
That nigga said the boogeyman name I popped up
Hopped out low gave him 6 shots he a drunk driver
Got hella skits on they block jays I love sliding
Couple of they homies died they cried and said fuck violence
Pop a perc and start tweaking don't leave no guns by you
Can't argue bout no hoe lets argue bout who pop the most nigga
Bro think he got the most Bs lets take a vote nigga
Drop skeets even when I go to sleep it's really fonk nigga
A stepper I ain't in that load if it ain't dunks in it
Can't argue with no nigga that's a victim of a violent crime
The homies call me Draz but I keep fully most the times I slide
Stood over cuz gave him the devil's
Number jeez I'm on that type of time
Know they ain't outside but I'm just riding by
Go get that back in blood eye for a eye G-Block
Aye
Freak bitch she tryna suck something
Pulled up to the penthouse told her don't touch nothing
Fully switch on my hip I just love buttons
I ain't in low unless lil squeeze in it
Bounced out with like 5 homies but ain't mean niggas
A real shooter on them drills I just see different
My lil nigga snatching kids with no keys in em
Yanked up on em got the job done
Left they store with 20 shots still knew I'd pop something
Dropped the lo on a bitch nigga he did not come
That nigga said the boogeyman name I popped up
Hopped out low gave him 6 shots he a drunk driver
Got hella skits on they block jays I love sliding
Couple of they homies died they cried and said fuck violence
Pop a perc and start tweaking don't leave no guns by you
Can't argue bout no hoe lets argue bout who pop the most nigga
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Writer(s): Antonio Smith, Quaron Arnold, Jaymani Gorman, Nicolas Maturano
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