[Lyric] Ey Flow (9Lucas)

I wish everything I touch would turn to rubies
EY, you heard me?
Baby Kat Choppa, man, Top Shotta
Baby Kat Shotta, you heard me?
We finna talk our shit, you heard me?
EY (Yeah)
Midas got a jugg, ayy (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am a menace, keep me a tac just like Benzis
I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis
I started this shit, I'ma finish
Syntax be hatin', tryna blemish our image
Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope
Rapid clip long as a rope
We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold
I knew that boy was a ho
Pull up with the gang, you know that wе bangin'
What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?
I am a beast, you cannot tame it
Don't point a fingеr, this shit can get dangerous
These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'
Ooh, he got Death Awps, I'm runnin' his wallet
You say you a stomper, lil' nigga, stop it
In a shootout, your loadout was droppin'
You really a fraud, you cannot stomp on this yard
My niggas, they scammin', they gettin them cars
I am so high that I'm talkin' to stars
I'm gone off them jiggas, I'm poppin' them bars
Don't mind my pimpin', bitch, don't sweat me
R6 got a kick, call that shit Viecti Li
Ey Gang dripped up, what is your recipe?
Gon' get an F if a nigga try testin' me
Whole lotta rubies, whole lotta guala
Hit the party fifty deep, nothin' but my shottas
Nigga tried me so you know I had to pop him
So many bullets, it confused the hit reg
Whole lotta racks, whole lotta stacks
Fuck a headshot, I'ma shoot him in the back
Three-point-five rolled up in the Cack'
We don't smoke viecti, this shit called pack
I'm sticked up like a blind man
I'm super hot like viecti disstrack
He say that he gon 1v1 me
Ayy, just know, he losin', man
I'ma swap from my hip then blow like a whistle
Your bitch switching' clans like JD Knickle
Two bullets in your chest, that's a nipple
And if a nigga run up, I'ma pop him like a pimple
Get rich or die tryin', I'm feelin' like 50
Brand new chopper got double-D titties
Nigga, don't play me, I don't get silly
Love all the beef like a Southwest Philly, yeah
[Interlude]
Yeah, love all the beef like a Southwest Philly, yeah, ayy
Bet, love all the beef like a Southwest Philly

[Verse 2]
I might just OD, Bans killin' me slowly
Feelin' like I'm Kobe, can't nan' nigga hold me
If he wanna run up on me, shoot him like Ginobili
And I'm with the shit, lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby (Yeah)
And I'm with the shit, lil' homie, yeah, like I'm Toby, bitch (Yeah)

[Outro]
Finna ad-lib, keep all that (Like I'm Toby, yeah, yeah)
(Like a school shooter named Toby, yeah)
Keep all that, Scar, yeah (This shit straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)
Ayy, Scar, keep all that, keep all that (Straight drop, lil' nigga, no cut)
Yeah, yeah
(Up from my hip, yeah)