[Lyric] YB better (Rfe Tuffboy)

Aye ,aye
That’s tuff
It’s Rfe on this beat ,this the murder gang
Brrrd
Urrgh urrrghhh
Big bizness SLATTT bizness
It’s tuff
Woe woe let’s go let’s go let’s go
Uhhh , btch...
Paw! Gang!

Niggas wanna be me
Shit getting crazy
Fucckin on this hoes
Stay out my business
Dripping in designers
Thuggin in my reeboks
Oops going crazy
I don’t do no fugazi
Straight to the top
Am done being lazy
Stacking it bagging it
Am baggin my racks up
Straight out the mud
I came with a big drip
Big slime big drip
Oops going crazy
Am feeling like lil baby
My bitch knows better
Nba crazy
YB better
Rolling with my Glizzy
Steppin to the show
Am smoking on exotic
Fuck you pay me
Murder gang we got big dracos
Catch a neega lackin amma blow

Come from the ghetto, my crib gated
Some neegas playеd with a demon
These neegas hatin snеak dissin on the gram
I got a raw btch and these btches fucc with no rubber
But me all I want is a home body
(Man what?)
Bches are drugs I just wanna fucc an home body body body body


If that bch thuggin then amma take her to the block
She wanna she how the whole gang living uhh?
Gang (bch) bch ass neegas
BTST gang this that murder gang

If a neega speak on me
We gonn turn his block to Afghanistan
Quick to get suited up
My lil neega he a demon catch an ooo quick to get hitted up
Stop playing
We the murder gang we quick to send shots
We got lot of ammunition’s
My dawg told me stay safe I told him safes get cracked am staying dangerous my jitt
Stay strap am staying strapped
I gotta keep a pole for all these fucc neegas
Play with me am quick to blow
Boom bommmmm

Tuff