mun zay - hellcats & trackhawks (remix) lyrics
[verse]
if you gangster get yo l!ck back
if you really in the streets, p+ssy n+gga go get yo k!ll back
these n+ggas faker than a barbie, they don’t f+ck wit that
i’m from the projects, little n+gga i was raised in that
they took me out, but ain’t nothing changed bout that
i’m in the south where you out yo house you can get rolled at
sent that boy up to the ‘sptile then went up to heaven
n+ggas dying and folks ain’t sliding imma take they weapons
it’s bout who up it first, youngins got that quick react
opps dying off bad percs, having heart attacks
a d+mn shame i want his motherf+cking body back
imma say all props inside my songs ‘fore the feds rеact
k!ll his big homies ‘fore the opps rеact
cutting heads, i’m really thinking some wasn’t born for that
just like my pops, i’m tryna soldier sh+t
but i’m tryna start a movement, on some older sh+t
new generations, i’m tryna lead the b+tch
still a demon, i’ll still split a wig
i be fiending on some junkie sh+t
couple bands get a n+gga whacked
these n+ggas gang babies, they all know how to stack
big 803 that’s all on my hat
from the 803, i’ll never cap
speaking of, imma pop a thirty
maybe two that upgrade to sixty
sip some lean, i’ll say i’m feeling purdy
i don’t sip no liquor b+tch i’m pouring dirty
i’ll be in the industry still trapping thirty’s
i’m getting bands and it’s not for showing
having talks about the future, i’m planning wit the broski’s
i hope these n+ggas really know who own it
every time it’s a murder my number gone get phoned it
brodie pop a ecstasy, then his sk!lls get honed in
i just bought a ar it come wit like 3 switches
i can’t keep sipping tussin it give me face twitches
they know i run this sh+t so now they sick wit it
pounds for the low i got the connects wit it
h+llcats and trackhawks
the south relentless over here we run yo ass off
i’m in the city full of murder, chicago on par
you take it lightly, little n+gga we take it real far
i’m on a pill it’s juice wrld time, i’m finna blast off
ain’t no future, tell these youngins don’t take they mask off
who make maps where my city at, b+tch
i know bout the shootings but on bro i can’t get into that, b+tch
in the south we in yo house then it’s lights out, b+tch
tell yo favorite rapper i’m in the industry, b+tch
i’m too turnt but why they never feeling me, b+tch
i throw fours, ain’t kick doors but i know who into that, federal
ain’t give no f+cks, my heart cold just where my city at
across my back, that’s where gotti at
i’m from the south, folks sleep on the k!llings there
you in the ‘mo best get low, don’t lose yo top in there
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