Bronx Story

[Intro]
(Ahhh)
(It's miyaa baby)
(Ayo suck my dick it's that Nesty Floxks nigga)

[Verse]
I gotta drop on this rapper nigga he
From Sugarhill he in my dm's
He like, "Miyya you fire"
He just wanna kill
He get to talkin', tell me bout' himself
Say that he do drill i'm like "oh really? You be in
These streets, you put in pain for real?"
He like "of course i be catching homis body
After body
I be wildin' on my hip a Glock
And in my truck a shotty"
I'm like, "damn what u tryna prove? let me know the move"
He get to smiling he like shit "nothing much
I got nothing to lose"
I get to laughing coulda been a pimp the
Way i do these dudes
I be talking coulda be a actor the way i switch my
Move he a bum coulda been a fraud
The way he bought his views
But fuck that back to the script cause this a mojur
Move he smoke black and fake
Amirs and matching shoes it's like 2 hit me up at the stu

He won't come he start catching on
Askin where i'm from
Like damn im caught in a jam now i
Gotta blam this the drop beat
Em this the chop then
Start goin ham i grab my Glock
It been through a lot but my shit not gon jam we
At the top smokin hella opp's yall can
Watch the cam check the score yall just lost one more
We got that shit on cam gotta stay in tune he pullin
Up soon it's gettin dark betta call the bro
Bullets is gonna spark he gotta benz, got on gucci
Lens he keep up with trends
He came lackin all by his self bring none of

His friends so he walk up
Like "you cute as fuck"
And yall know im tuff as fuck i just
Start to flirting to by more time cause
This shit not enough texting bro "U can slide
His ass is fried" all jokes a side he gettin suspicious he peepin im liyin
I'm moving tech tryin not to text he standin right beside he on my ass finally bro come through he karachin in the grass he
Movin down he did the signal
I drop to the ground he
Start to flocking bullets loud
As shit then i ai'nt hear a sound (Like ahhh)
(Like like) i get to dodge this hoe

On my ass hopin
Ion cry i'm off a perc smokin hella
Gas miyaa right beside she like
"Yo nesty i think that boy died ok let's
Get high" then she ask me "what i'm
Gon do we just made the news"
I'm like "don't worry i got hole
New racks stocked up in my
Shoe" she like "copy des hoes still
On are ass glad i made that move"

Now that he on freez i got low i told her hold on bro
Now run it back,This how it went down i just got
A call it's from miyaa she like "where u at?"
I say "by the store" "she said we got him
This OY nigga he from sugarhill" i got hot so i showed the pipe
Now i'm on the drill she said "let's do it
We gon make a move" "say no more ima get the V so we
Won't be on feet" i'm on the bock waiting
For the addy tryna catch some red i been

Creepin niggas know my body yall
All gon be dead i get the text tell me pull up
I ask if he there she said
"like what?always there better be prepared"
Like is you high? i been knew sence i was a kid
If he dead then he dead it
Is what it is