Everything’K

[Intro]
Let's get it
Legs Like
Gang, Gang, Gang

[Chorus]
(Like Look)
We play in the winter we playing forever like
Y'all niggas heard what I said
I talked to grippy look one in the head
They dissin' like they don't got niggas that's dead
My nigga like free the guys out the feds
They on my phone and I'm sending them bred
Brodie kept clicking till that nigga bled
It's everything K till every nigga dead

[Verse]
R.I.P. Benzo
We tuck extendos
So lеt your friends know they could get clappеd
We keep it litty nigga that's a fact
I got like 50 niggas in the back
We ain't feeling niggas we be killing niggas
Boy I put that shit up on the set
I keep a switchy I could never lack
I catch a meechie leave that nigga whacked
I catch a Jiggy leave em' in a pack
Pop him like a flat
Leave him where he at
Like If its litty with the jacks then why y'all ain't getting busy with the straps
Plenty situations we had situations and we put them niggas on they back
Smoking baby zay up in some [?] paper they just put that nigga in a pack

Like niggas know that my hood ain't no playground
Smoking on Louie and Charlie and Zayy now
Let it buss in ya city like M.C.A
Let it buss on a stick like a [?]
I'm in my bed like a spray ground
Aim at the top of his head we gon' spray ground
Like I call up three shots
He give him three shots
Let's make that lil nigga lay down

Like [?] wanna pull up to the jack
Like y'all niggas know where we at
We tucking them glizzys the [?] is a tax
Like tell me how can niggas lack
We done put plenty niggas in a pack
Charlie was one that got hit in his back
We get to dumping niggas on a track
Like they do not really want it with the jacks

Like look
Which one of y'all niggas OY
My niggas smoke Y's
Y’all niggas know why
Like but the beam to his neck like a bowtie
Dissin' on benz break fast niggas home fried
We can't settle for less
My Niggas ready with straps we gon' pull up and smoke y'all
Keep a pole on my chest
Last nigga tried and got hit rest in peace

[Chorus]
We play in the winter
We playing forever like
Y'all niggas heard what I said
I talked to grippy look one in the head
They dissin' like they don't got nigga that's dead
My nigga like free the guys out the feds
They on my phone and I'm sending them bred
Brodie kept clicking till that nigga bled
It's everything K till every nigga dead