FIGHT!

(album: INTROVERT - 2019)

Yuh, yuh, yuh, ayy (Slimier than a motherfucker)
Kenji, look, ayy, huh (Slime as a bitch, slime as a bitch)
Kenji, look, ayy
(Slime as a bitch, slime as a bitch, yuh, yuh slime as a bitch)
Ayy, yuh, yuh, ayy (Yuh, yuh)
Ayy, huh

Thick as a bitch, she got ass in the back (The back)
I got the Glock, she spray with the MAC (Ayy, yuh, thick as a bitch)
Dipped in designer, I'm spending my cash (Yuh, ayy, ayy)
You niggas broke and I stay with the bag (Smoking the gas)
So fucking drippy, I'm flooding the city (Smoking my packs)
You niggas, I pity, you not fucking with me (Thick ass a bitch)
I took your bitch and she licking the dicky
I'm done with you ho's, it's back to the check
(Yuh)
Ayy, thick lil' thotty, she want me to wife (Yuh)
Niggas is pussy, he fight with a knife (You fight with a night)
If your bitch a eater, she fuck for the night
Come get your bitch 'cause she done for the night
(Ayy, done for the night)
Niggas is capping, I'm not 'bout to fight
I love the money, the money my wife (The money my wife)
I'm mixing the lean with a whole lotta Sprite
Lil' slimy nigga, I'm high as a kite (High as a kite) (Ayy)

I was 13 tryna fuck on my tutor
I'm moving with shooters, don't play with computers
I get to the mula, prohibit the bag
I'm shooting this loser
I'm gripping the mag', as long as a ruler
Mad mag', keep that energy, uh
I'm never ducking the enemy, uh
How that shit look mentally when the whole block got love for me? Uh
Two Glocks with the bubbly, these slim niggas need recovery, uh
Got my pockets all buttery
Call him YG 'cause he under me,uh
How he gon' try to put a gun on me? Uh
But his shit jam, do it properly, uh
Y'all niggas faking the funk but I got a stick in the trunk, uh
Don't mention the gang in none of your songs
You never pulled up once (Ayy, ayy)

Ice on my neck, I like to flex
Nigga run up on me, he gon' get wet (Ayy)
Put him in check, I'm booling with X (Ayy)
Hit Kenji up, yeah, my nigga's got next (Yeah)
He talking tough, we gon' hit him with Tecs (Yeah)
Whole lotta MACs, bitch, them shits are on deck
I told her, "Go first, bitch, I just want some head" (Head, yeah)
I feel like Lil Uzi, all my friends are dead (Dead, yeah)
I'm sipping on lean, that is my favorite med (Yeah)
Nigga talk tough, we gon' fill him with lead (Ayy)
Got one in the head
Just know I ain't scared
You niggas be pussy, you niggas is weird
You niggas some square, huh
Run down with the fucking chopper, uh (Grrah)
I'ma send his ass to the doctor
He ain't know a nigga had it up there

Thick as a Snicker and cute as a button (Cute as a button)
I had to trap, I turned nothing to something (Nothing to somethin')
Thotty a thugger but I get her blushing (I get her blushin')
Look like a Barbie but shoot like a Russian
(Shoot like a Russian)
(Ayy)

Your bitch in love with the crew, uh
She sucking dick in the stu', uh
You tryna get to the loot, uh, but I was born with the juice, uh
I could show you how to move, uh
I got a pack of the boof, uh
Fuck him up like shoot, uh, shoot, uh, shoot, uh
Big B, suwoop, uh
900, what it do? Uh
Fuck-niggas get abused, uh
.223s to his blue, uh
Talking wild, you a fool, uh
Fuck is wrong with these dudes? Uh
Starting beef for the views, uh
I'ma have to catch a body, uh
I ain't really in the mood, uh
Hit his ass with the shotty
Shout out my gang, affiliates
Free the guys, tell 'em I'm touching a million
Throwing shade get you popped like a wheelie
Tighten up 'fore this shot get silly
Nine tucked like I move with a Billy
Fine dust, you get hit with the Glizzy
MBK, I don't fuck with the Sixties
Crack tre's and I'm dropping the sixes, uh
Bodies is missing, watch who you dissing
I'm on a mission
I told her, "Smith it"
She wanna lick me
Told her, "Keep wishin'"
I'm in the kitchen whipping this spliffy
She want attention, stop all that bitching
R.I.P. X, I'm very rare
You wanna be, but life ain't fair