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On They Neck

 

On They Neck


Can't let 'em breathe, give it to 'em, we on they neck with this shit
We on they neck with this shit
Can't let 'em breathe, give it to 'em, we on they neck with this shit
We on they neck with this—, baow

Won't let 'em breathe or give it to em, we stand on necks for this shit (That neck shit)
This watch look like I bust a face, but it's baguettes in this bitch
And this car look like I race, I just be flexing in this (Skrrt)
And I can put this shit on daily, but I ain't accept that I'm rich (Not at all)
Still ain't accept that I'm lit (Uh), and this is a curse and a gift
Before I throw this shit up, ho, you gotta show you ain't stiff (Frrt, frrt)
I walked in here with fifty bands 'cause we walked in here with p— (Ha)
This shit like Vegas, I got hitters look like Boxing Premiere (Ha, ha)
Man, ain't no boxing in here (Ain't no boxing in here)
They gon' box you in here (They gon' box you in here)
AMG or GLE, I make it pop every year (Oh, ha)
I'm in the hood right now with motion with a pack you can hear (Loud)
Trap ain't dead, I'm with it now, it's only dead if you fear it

Can't let 'em breathe, give it to 'em, we on they neck with this shit
We on they neck with this shit
Can't let 'em breathe, give it to 'em, we on they neck with this shit
We on they neck with this shit

Too many chains like Mr. T, can't see my neck in this bitch (Neck in this bitch)
Mood got made here to the A, just so the necklace can hit (So the necklace can hit)
Fuck I look like taking breaks out here and me tryna get rich? (What?)
Coached 'em right above the bench, he tryna organize hits (Ha, ha, go)
Before I ever be broke with them, I know like forty-five licks
And I never let a nigga snake me, I can't glorify Mitch (Uh-uh)
And cuz'll bump fire that stick before they heard about switches (Frrt)
ATM, go shoot out feet, just get his wallet, take pictures (Wait, wait)
And you can't take him out the trenches, he still smoking out Swissers
And I can be in a new Ferrari, still gotta roll like a hitter (Ha)
You gon' freeze up like you Joey when Snoop Dogg rolled down the window (Joey)
And you can't go against that shit, Jay want me to throw it out the window

Can't let 'em breathe, give it to 'em, we on they neck with this shit
We on they neck with this shit
Can't let 'em breathe, give it to 'em, we on they neck with this shit
We on they neck with this shit

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