Red Sox

[Intro]
You tryna—
(You cut up on this one, JAY C)
Yop, yop, mmm
(MIA JAY C)
Yop, mmm

[Verse]
Niggas be tryna beef with the gang, go get a check first
You gon' die with that chop the second, Mahjee was the first
I’m tryna kill an opp with a ten milli', free my nigga Milly
By time he get home, my whole plan to have a couple milli'
Oh, that’s him? That's the opps? Woo, watch how we get busy
He spent a couple cent on his whip, but I put like fifty in it
Had to let the bitch know we fuckin' for an hour, not a minuteman
Laughin' at my ex-bitch, hah, she fuckin' with a middleman
Bullets like to rock, they go a long-ass yard
He showed his hand, gang picked it, yop, now I know his cards
The opps loose as hell on the 'Gram, now I know thеy cars
I can walk the main nigga down or pocket out his dogs
Beforе I ever rapped, hmm, yop, I was doin' frauds
She said she got that W.A.P., yop, let me see your drawers
I say I got that P-A-W, I'm a pit, I got paws
I ain’t tryna be funny, but it tickle when you suck my balls
I can’t cap, them niggas got nine lives, we call 'em pussycats
Opps be mad we be fuckin’ on they bitches, cuff her pussy back
That nigga got more than nine lives, how he keep on dodgin' bullets?
Said they scared of them certified tweakers, we some fuckin' bullies
In the field, it get like that, yop, if you know, you know
Ooh, if you don't, you smoked
PUA still goin’, why the fuck is niggas broke?
You just need the documents
I'm a clean nigga, every two weeks, I make a doctor visit
They be scared when they see a nigga out, they heard I'm poppin', nigga
S-P-I-N, all we do is yop
We gotta leave an R.I.P. before we leave they block
They hear that yop, say it loud, hmm, they think it's a chop
I done smoked a nigga boots, sent him to Boston to get some socks
Damn near had so many T-R-C-K-hawks, over five
Gotta know I'm rushin' to the block, I heard they done hidin'
Just because I've been movin' like an artist, they think I'm done slidin'