[Intro]
Ayy, Bsplash on the broom
They got [?] soon
P for 1 (Sting like Aybee)
Gang
[Verse 1]
I'm swingin' my blade like Chuckie, Chuckie
You can get fried, Kentucky
[?] 2 enemy, I done missed my bit
So, how can you say you're not lucky?
Can't trust no bitch, can't take no risks
But I let that slide for the brucky
The rusty, dotts done half of your guys
So how can you come to [?]?
[Verse 2]
No cap, I ain't telling you no fibs (No lies)
No weave, tryna take off wigs
You don't wanna buck into young boy Biggs
Big-big ramb on the waist, tryna tear through ribs
Mark man's chest in the fill, no bibs
He caps on the rap, no balk, just lids
Nothin' like it, [?] waste these kids
And I kick down doors so I come like CIDs
[Verse 3]
M chargies, smashed his head into bits (S)
No [?], tryna turn man's stomach
If hе touched my bro, I'll switch no son
I don't fit them packs, IDK if I'm mugged
Don't fuck with my bro, that's fam, no blocks
His hеad got bunned, but he still can't ride
Spilled bare juice on the pave, no flood
On the pave, no flood
[Verse 4]
Like 3 my bro from the can, no Tango
Got big guns on my waist like Django
Pushing my shank through the chest like backdoor
When I was a teen, I was blunt with the Zanko
OTC gets mad into [?]
Grip and aim, we shoot young man though (Bow)
Swing my arm in his chest, no Anglo-Anglo (Kill confirmed)
[Verse 5]
Ready K for enough in the packs till he falls, pause
I'm B, just spilled some sauce (Swing it)
No Star Wars but I swing with force
Am I doin' that tryna' [?] boat? Of course
Aim that high, tryna show them scores
15 inch, tryna rip some bores
Left in the mucks in a phone, no pause
Like Pop Smoke's head when it rains and pours
[Verse 6]
4 man up in a dinger sans doors
3.5 and above, can't do no draws
On the opp block, like Dora explores
Stop hiding in the cats, come do my chores
Aim at heads when I aim at floors
And she a real one, she ain't got no floors
This one now, but it bangs on road
Get put in my cell, we don't use no rolls
[Verse 7]
So Dan can solve that equation
Ching man up till his eyes look Asian
[?] make it, that shit turn belly
If I back this shank, get turned to a pasian
OT trips 'coz I wanna see payment, payment
Carve this shit in the pavement
My rambo knife done touch your guys
And half these-half these paigons (Fuck me)
[Verse 8]
And you can owe 6 in the 9
Me and bro-bro tryna air this bine, bine
No, I can't make you mad
If you hold feasts, come wine and dine
Gruff them packs, tryna bill this sign
If you touch Young [?], get 1 in your spines
[?] no shine, my blade no wine
And [?] mainstream cah' I just wan' shine (Shine)
[Verse 9]
Be patient, it's a matter of time
Write them lyrics and stand your ground
Proud at Boku, he just got signed
And like Melly, I got Ms on my mind
Two waps at me, in case in a glide
Got [?] a part, no hides
Scary side when your pets on the ride
And my violent goon tryna step for your slide
[Verse 10]
Swing my shank, just wanna get pride
Got T-T [?] 'cah I'll make you 5
Got show my bore then [?] like a guy
Hadda' dust that dotts 'cuz I came too wide
Why? [?] guys on my side
He ain't done that drill, so that kid just lied (Pussy)
Ayy, he ain't ain't done that drill, so that kid just lied
[Verse 11]
Man get chopped for the way he speaks
Slice and dice, the [?] technique
I beg this [?] drill in a week
And the longest knife, tryna make man leak
I'm stuck on my bread 'fore I spin that meek
And there's no way I can break that neek (That neek)
There's no way I can break that neek
[Verse 12]
No handle [?], but the whip gets spun, spun
Rush , boy get bunned
If I grip this shank, make a pusio run
Then wet my shank, but the beef ain't done
Mummy's pissed 'cuz we sunk her son
You ain't gripped that mash, you ain't slapped that gun
The Russies sing 'cuz the score game's one
If I slap that dotts, then you're done (Just pack him)
[Verse 13]
Caught four more, lemme show you some action
Crease this shank like he's doing up fractions
Take man's life, man doin' subtraction
Got no gold, don't need, that's traction
Take man's pack, get chased on the taxin'
Ayy
Up in the T, flame packs then relaxin'
[Outro]
Sting like Aybee
Ayy, Bsplash on the broom
They got [?] soon
P for 1 (Sting like Aybee)
Gang
[Verse 1]
I'm swingin' my blade like Chuckie, Chuckie
You can get fried, Kentucky
[?] 2 enemy, I done missed my bit
So, how can you say you're not lucky?
Can't trust no bitch, can't take no risks
But I let that slide for the brucky
The rusty, dotts done half of your guys
So how can you come to [?]?
[Verse 2]
No cap, I ain't telling you no fibs (No lies)
No weave, tryna take off wigs
You don't wanna buck into young boy Biggs
Big-big ramb on the waist, tryna tear through ribs
Mark man's chest in the fill, no bibs
He caps on the rap, no balk, just lids
Nothin' like it, [?] waste these kids
And I kick down doors so I come like CIDs
[Verse 3]
M chargies, smashed his head into bits (S)
No [?], tryna turn man's stomach
If hе touched my bro, I'll switch no son
I don't fit them packs, IDK if I'm mugged
Don't fuck with my bro, that's fam, no blocks
His hеad got bunned, but he still can't ride
Spilled bare juice on the pave, no flood
On the pave, no flood
[Verse 4]
Like 3 my bro from the can, no Tango
Got big guns on my waist like Django
Pushing my shank through the chest like backdoor
When I was a teen, I was blunt with the Zanko
OTC gets mad into [?]
Grip and aim, we shoot young man though (Bow)
Swing my arm in his chest, no Anglo-Anglo (Kill confirmed)
[Verse 5]
Ready K for enough in the packs till he falls, pause
I'm B, just spilled some sauce (Swing it)
No Star Wars but I swing with force
Am I doin' that tryna' [?] boat? Of course
Aim that high, tryna show them scores
15 inch, tryna rip some bores
Left in the mucks in a phone, no pause
Like Pop Smoke's head when it rains and pours
[Verse 6]
4 man up in a dinger sans doors
3.5 and above, can't do no draws
On the opp block, like Dora explores
Stop hiding in the cats, come do my chores
Aim at heads when I aim at floors
And she a real one, she ain't got no floors
This one now, but it bangs on road
Get put in my cell, we don't use no rolls
[Verse 7]
So Dan can solve that equation
Ching man up till his eyes look Asian
[?] make it, that shit turn belly
If I back this shank, get turned to a pasian
OT trips 'coz I wanna see payment, payment
Carve this shit in the pavement
My rambo knife done touch your guys
And half these-half these paigons (Fuck me)
[Verse 8]
And you can owe 6 in the 9
Me and bro-bro tryna air this bine, bine
No, I can't make you mad
If you hold feasts, come wine and dine
Gruff them packs, tryna bill this sign
If you touch Young [?], get 1 in your spines
[?] no shine, my blade no wine
And [?] mainstream cah' I just wan' shine (Shine)
[Verse 9]
Be patient, it's a matter of time
Write them lyrics and stand your ground
Proud at Boku, he just got signed
And like Melly, I got Ms on my mind
Two waps at me, in case in a glide
Got [?] a part, no hides
Scary side when your pets on the ride
And my violent goon tryna step for your slide
[Verse 10]
Swing my shank, just wanna get pride
Got T-T [?] 'cah I'll make you 5
Got show my bore then [?] like a guy
Hadda' dust that dotts 'cuz I came too wide
Why? [?] guys on my side
He ain't done that drill, so that kid just lied (Pussy)
Ayy, he ain't ain't done that drill, so that kid just lied
[Verse 11]
Man get chopped for the way he speaks
Slice and dice, the [?] technique
I beg this [?] drill in a week
And the longest knife, tryna make man leak
I'm stuck on my bread 'fore I spin that meek
And there's no way I can break that neek (That neek)
There's no way I can break that neek
[Verse 12]
No handle [?], but the whip gets spun, spun
Rush , boy get bunned
If I grip this shank, make a pusio run
Then wet my shank, but the beef ain't done
Mummy's pissed 'cuz we sunk her son
You ain't gripped that mash, you ain't slapped that gun
The Russies sing 'cuz the score game's one
If I slap that dotts, then you're done (Just pack him)
[Verse 13]
Caught four more, lemme show you some action
Crease this shank like he's doing up fractions
Take man's life, man doin' subtraction
Got no gold, don't need, that's traction
Take man's pack, get chased on the taxin'
Ayy
Up in the T, flame packs then relaxin'
[Outro]
Sting like Aybee
( Bsplash )
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