Hey Hey

[Intro]
Gang
(Skeeo, you crazy)
Pressure pack
(Say ten, Stay dangerous)
You bitches gon’ die today
(Hey Hey)
I got all these M’s in real estate
(Hey Hey)
Imma put this iron on you pussy niggas
(Hey Hey)
I put this on my little brother, you bitches gon’ bleed behind that

[Chorus]
I got that pressure pack, I got that strap on me
I ain’t gon’ fucking lack, I got too many fucking racks
You can turn around all you want
You basically a walking lick
Keep that fucking blick
Told shawty come suck this dick

[Refrain]
Hold on, gotta get my roll on
Lost my flow, gotta get my grove on like harden
He sellin’ the parlay
Gotta get my bands up
Feel like I haven’t made enough M’s

[Verse 1]
Haven’t made enough M’s
Copped a car with them 38 Rims
Bitch, I got my .38 with a beam
These niggas don’t got enough steam
Told my bitch “Pour up my lean”
Hold on, gotta get my roll on
Hold on, I got over 38 bodies (tuh)
You can’t fuck with me (nah)
I got all these M’s am I rich? (yup)
Im the fucking murder man (yeah)
Dropping bags on these niggas like we tricking
We’ll kill a nigga just because he did the wrong follow
I got all these drugs stashed up like i’m pablo
These niggas lame they still can’t catch up
I got that pressure pack
Run up on me you might get hit with that stick
Heard that pussy nigga got blicked
I don’t even gotta talk the main opp killed

[Refrain]
I got that pressure pack, I got that strap on me
I ain’t gon’ fucking lack, I got too many fucking racks
You can turn around all you want
You basically a walking lick
Keep that fucking blick
Told shawty come suck this dick

[Chorus]
Hold on, gotta get my roll on
Lost my flow, gotta get my grove on like harden
He sellin’ the parlay
Gotta get my bands up
Feel like I haven’t made enough M’s

[Outro]
I got that pressure pack, I got that strap on me
I ain’t gon’ fucking lack, I got too many fucking racks
You can turn around all you want
You basically a walking lick
Keep that fucking blick
Told shawty come suck this dick