aye yp

[Chorus: Cruddy Marie & GPMarii]
Aye YP, how he get caught with his bitch?
I don't know, but that nigga got hit with the fifth
That's fucked up, that nigga thought with his dick
Got hit in his head, left that boy in a ditch
That young nigga goofy, it is what it is
We shooting precision, ain't shooting that kizz
Spanking the opps, [?] how we live
G-locs so better, ain't shooting no siggs

[Verse: GPMarii]
Niggas be bitch made, shut up and die please
I'm on the cruddy, I'm trapping with YPs
Drac thing kicking, all I see is high knees
Same place everyday, how the fuck you try find me?
Hop out that four-door, YP get to hitting
We be on that frontline, ain't nobody fishing
How you a stepper, you ain't never set shit
Say you be spinning, ain't none of us get hit

[Verse: Cruddy Marie]
Making diss, but they never on shit
If your bitch on the cruddy, better come get your bitch
9 times outta 10, boy that bitch getting hit
Them shots out that drac causing niggas to flip
Tall Slime can get shot in his lip
We gonna spin up the street 'til them boys get a grip
Had them boys on a chase, boy you better not slip
And the nigga got hit, wasn't quick off the hip

[Chorus: Cruddy Marie & GPMarii]
Aye YP, how he get caught with his bitch?
I don't know, but that nigga got hit with the fifth
That's fucked up, that nigga thought with his dick
Got hit in his head, left that boy in a ditch
That young nigga goofy, it is what it is
We shooting precision, ain't shooting that kizz
Spanking the opps, [?] how we live
G-locs so better, ain't shooting no siggs