M.B.F

[Intro]
ZiggyOnTheKeyboard, lil bitch

[Verse 1: Ziico Niico]
Dickriders switching up (yeah), niggas cliquing up (what?)
Hit him in his brain, tell his bros to pick him up
It’s no in-between, listen up, it’s them or us (facts)
Most hated, this lifestyle kinda tough (I don’t care)
But I’m Makk Balla, tell’em I don’t give a fuck, (Ewok!)
Why you tryna piece me, why you tryna say wassup?
I don’t like y’all niggas anyway, I’ll get you touched
Tell my youngin take his time with you, ain’t no rush
Yeah I’m shooting, and I ain’t bluffing on my moms (nah!)
I just had a dream, I caught a body for a dime
Blood pressure, when I’m aiming I be calm
When I got that ball on my hand I’m like LeBron (swish!)
If you want smoke, I’ll turn this glizzy into a bomb
Tell the plug I’m coming home, I need a brick off the arm (white!)
30 in the clip, I hold the trigger till it’s gone
Yeah, riding with the fam I’m right or wrong
I told Joey, lotta niggas might switch
They got the fam in they mouth they tryna hype shit
Please don’t tell me about no army, we like ISIS (yeah we are!)
I’ll call my SlimeTime niggas just to light shit
Put the Glock to his nose and make him smell death
Yeah the news say he dead, but we gon still check
I sent some blammas to his wait with some kill TEC’s (swear to God)
I’ll take his bitch in his face, I’ll make him feel pressed

[Chorus]
I kill his man and take his pride away, ayy
Say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
I’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the K
We don’t got time to prey, M.B.F

[Verse 2: Big Bz]
MBF, motherfucker, boy you know wassup
Niggas dickriding waves, that was never us
Overheard about a fade, so we shaped up
Fuck a tape up, put blood in them steak chucks
Somebody tell me, “why these pussy niggas hate us”?
Niggas jumpin ship like we dropped the anchor
But I bank somethin [?] dangerous
2020 out the streets, if it ain’t us
Big body plenty thotties where the game touched [?]
Any spot you get shot if you play tough
Ain’t no robbery, niggas pardon me wholeheartedly
Shots through your artery, I’m with all the drama
Pop shit, apology niggas
I pull up checking pussy [?] nigga
If it ain’t about a dollar, dont borther me nigga
Free Ziico till Ziico free, yeah that’s my nigga
Oh how the Makks do? We ain’t going nowhere, MBF

[Chorus]
I kill his man and take his pride away, ayy
Say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
I’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the K
We don’t got time to prey, M.B.F

[Verse 3: Corey Balla]
Reporting live from the motherland
These niggas hating on the family, I don’t understand
I could get you touched for free, fuck a couple bands
Ziico told me “come correct”, I told him, “I ain’t playing”
You say “it’s war”, my niggas pulling up with big straps
Youngest In Charge, you know I came with some big Makks (you know the vibes)
Catch him flexing in the spot, get his shit snatched
This is the lifestyle that I live, so I can’t switch that, no I can’t change up
Benz truck, ridin round looking for the opposition
Spot him slippin, but the .45 prolly lift him
And knock his pride away, you say it’s lit then nigga slide today
Red beam catch him from a mile away
Couple niggas departed, come to war, we the Spartans
Man that nigga ain’t Real Right, call drippy to park him
And [?] tony it ain't a problem to pull up and spark him
So if a nigga mention the gang, then he must be retarded (sleeze!)

[Chorus]
I kill his man and take his pride away, ayy
Say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
I’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the K
We don’t got time to prey, M.B.F
I kill his man and take his pride away, ayy
Say the gang and you gon die today, ayy
I’ll make these hollowtips fry ya face, we grabbed the K
We don’t got time to prey, M.B.F