8k Wayz 2 Die

[Intro:]
Ayy, ayy, ayy (30!)
[?], you turned the fuck up on these niggas, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Go, go, go, go)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Go, go, go)
Gang, gang, gang (Go, go, go)
Gang, gang, gang! (Go, go, go, go)

[Chorus:]
Shoot him in front of his kids, then tell his son, "Don't be like yo' daddy"
Slid on the opps and scored a hole-in-one, I fuck 'round, need a caddy
Catch him lackin', crack him, watch his Insta' and see everybody tag him
On they shirts, detach 'em on the front, so I put 'em on the back end
These niggas die from rappin', these niggas die from cappin'
He wasn't like that (Hell nah), these niggas die for actin'
Don't sleep and die from nappin'
Found out somebody flag 'em
I throw a party, crash it
Give everybody caskets

[Verse 1:]
If my niggas one of yo' opps, then my niggas one of yo' new stalkers
I pour water in grass, I clapped her up, then said, "Bye Mrs. Parker"
[?] on they pussy, it been ran through, you need to try [?]
Aim for his face and skinned his head, and now he tryna' find a barber
North, dark bitch wit' a fat ass, but I don't fuck wit' her 'cause her momma' name DeBarber
Bitch, I stay wit' two chains on like my last name was fuckin' Carter
Heard nigga walk wit' two canes 'cause he was in a fight and [?]
His dumb ass need a new brain, 'cause we threw two headshots and he caught 'em
I'm tryna' scoom a nigga
Pass me one of two pistols, I'm too official
Ask Pistol, he know because I always wit' 'im
We blew like whistles, throwin' daily missiles, hopin' that they hit you
Look how we did you, no, ain't gon' diss you 'till police dismiss you

[Chorus:]
Shoot him in front of his kids, then tell his son, "Don't be like yo' daddy"
Slid on the opps and scored a hole-in-one, I fuck 'round, need a caddy
Catch him lackin', crack him, watch his Insta' and see everybody tag him
On they shirts, detach 'em on the front, so I put 'em on the back end
These niggas die from rappin', these niggas die from cappin'
He wasn't like that (Hell nah), these niggas die for actin'
Don't sleep and die from nappin'
Found out somebody flag 'em
I throw a party, crash it
Give everybody caskets

[Verse 2:]
Ayy
Now we (*cough* *cough*), smokin' on yo' dead ass
Still smokin' on dude, I swear to God, his ass the best gas
Aston off the lot, I swear to God, I got a check cashed
I'm 6 Deuce, Neighborhood, E.C. we got the best flags, ayy
Bitch, I still keep me a orange and blue rag
He like, "You only killed my homie 'cause yo' gun shoot too fast"
I'm back droppin' racks on niggas caps, kill 'em, get hella cash
Seen yo' brother die, he hella ugly wit' his lil' black ass
He was (Huh, uh, huh), ayy, takin' his last breath
Told him, "Don't breathe too fast, nigga, 'cause you ain't got that many left"
If a nigga diss Neen, then he might as well go kill hisself
'Cause once you diss mine, then I'm tryna' kill you and everything you rep
Nigga

[Chorus:]
Shoot him in front of his kids, then tell his son, "Don't be like yo' daddy"
Slid on the opps and scored a hole-in-one, I fuck 'round, need a caddy
Catch him lackin', crack him, watch his Insta' and see everybody tag him
On they shirts, detach 'em on the front, so I put 'em on the back end
These niggas die from rappin', these niggas die from cappin'
He wasn't like that (Hell nah), these niggas die for actin'
Don't sleep and die from nappin'
Found out somebody flag 'em
I throw a party, crash it
Give everybody caskets (Ayy)

[Outro:]
[?], you turned the fuck up on these niggas, man