KU 2

Gang! Aye! (brdddd)
Whop bitch, bitch
Drac in the booth with me right now
Drilltime, what you cooking up my nigga?
Brddd, ighh, ighh
Gang!

(Verse 1: Whoppa With Da Choppa)
Fuck the opps, them niggas dead
They can’t come back in this shit
I lose my life for the gang, you use your life for a bitch
I ain’t doing shit for free, you gotta pay me for that shit
Ask the other side, they know how I get down with my blick
I’ll run a nigga down with this Drac, knock his nose off
Everybody know how I’m rocking, bitch the news already told y’all
I catch a opp, I call that nigga out like it’s a roll call
These niggas dissin on the set, but we don’t really know yall
I’ll fill a nigga up with this Kutta, that’s that K talk
We’ll shoot yo’ bitch, so you betta watch how yo’ bae talk
Yeen bout it boy, yeen never let no K off
I can’t take Juju serious I think that lil nigga gay dawg
Gotta opp thot in the room, she finna take off
I can’t stand a aggy bitch, on the real dawg, I hate y’all
Y’all momma was a hoe, shit y’all can’t help who raised y’all
You can get the pastor and the doctor, they can’t save y'all
Slow down lil bitch, what the business is?
And yeen fucking me if you ain’t gon let my brother hit
She look me dead in the eyes and said “Whopp you on some other shit”
I told her she can hit the door, and please don’t forget her shit
Aye, dumb bitch where yo’ friend at?
Cause she gon go for bro, cause Big Whopp already did that
We spent so many times, they like “we can’t get no get back”
I can’t wait to catch- shh, imma push that nigga shit back

(Verse 2: Spinabenz)
They want that Ku shit, okay like cool, let’s get it started then
Like Quez, ion go nowhere unless they let me take my 40 in
We bought all the scotch, so many choppas we the Hardie Clan
Jump out gang, spraying shit, the opps say we a problem, man
Spider-Man, I watch that nigga Quez come and drop his ass
Quez said he think he still alive, we finna double back
Beating up these niggas block, we treat it like a punching bag
Drop out, red dot, had them niggas doing the running man
Gunning man, they know any day we’ll be coming man
Free Shoot Em Up, Russian K with that hunnid and
Band class, pull up with them drums, get to thumping
And Bane got his drac, you better run when it’s coming
.762’s knock out his lungs like it’s nothing
We don’t up for nothing, you better run we ain’t bluffing
Front him the whole clip and tell him “we don’t want none back bro”
We get so much green, shooters insured like it’s Geico
Ight bro, I’ll spare nothing, shoot at a dyke hoe
If you try me today, I’m tryna get yo ass tonight bro
Quez said they took so many shots, they act like white folks
Opps said we spin so much, they wanna be alright bro
Like Go, I’m coming with my K, I’m tryna strike bro
I just popped a perc im tryna beat that shit like Micheal
I just popped a X, I’m tryna kill some shit tonight folk
She said she want a blueface, I told her yeah ight hoe

(Outro: Spinabenz, Whoppa Wit Da Choppa)
That stunt said she wanna fuck
I said if it ain’t tonight, no
Green light, but not lil bro
I told him that how it go
Opps said they wanna have a match
We gon strike bro
We gon wet his hoe up, if we don’t get his ass tonight bro