Shoot To Kill

[Intro]
FreshMoney Beats
Gang gang
Gang!
You heard free 260, fuck the opps
Ty Flex!
Tazzo B
H1K made this
Gang, gang

[Chorus]
Pop out we shooting to kill nigga
All my niggas we saluting for real nigga
Yeah we got the pole
Send me the deal nigga
Imma do him for real nigga
Yeah he gotta go
Ain't no time for the waitin'
No I don't got no patience, adios
Turn ya mans into patients
Leave 'em slumped on the pavement
Pop out we shooting to kill nigga
All my niggas we saluting for real nigga
Yeah we got the pole
Send me thе deal nigga
Imma do him for real nigga
Yeah hе gotta go
Ain't no time for the waitin'
No I don't got no patience, adios
Turn ya mans into patients
Leave 'em slumped on the pavement
Bodies fall

[Verse 1: Ty Flex]
Ty Flex and I'm back again
I'll pull up with the Hurks, the Billy's and the Hatz and them
Move wock then we blasting them
If he jack M.I.S or the Kirk then we packing him
2 shots now he stuck like a mouse trap
Big .40 extend if he drop a Hat
Lotta niggas talk tough they ain't fight back
Fuck Breez and the opps, they ain't like that
We gon' slide thru the Garvey, we gon throw us a party
Dropping the Hat and you gon see
Hop out the V and you gon bleed
Bullets rip through his face now he won't see
Knock out his bones now his front teeth
Henny henny patron yeah it's on me
How can I lack if it's on me?
Watch me smoke big Breez to the dome piece

[Verse 2: Tazzo B]
How can you talk about Tazzo the enemy
Y'all niggas can't do shit
Y'all already know I'm pulling up with a pool stick
Pop out we shooting ya whole clique
And my niggas be out and you gon dip
Pull up put a hole in his head like a dolphin
All of my niggas we spinning we offense
All of these Blixky niggas talkin' nonsense
Clip in it go to the B to play offense
Get to the green but I mean like a goblin
Anything moving funny is a target wait
We ain't sending no warnings
Flipping that pack from the night to the morning wait
All these niggas is boring
Saying my name on a track got me yawning wait
Know these bullets is sparking

[Verse 3: Tazzo B & Ty Flex]
Listen
Throwing P's, bullets go through his neck now he won't speak
Gang
Don't creep, got shooters on the roof and they don't speak
Black hoe don't listen you gon meet
Monique with a beam and she gon tweak
Bitch we gon bang, 260 putting in pain
So pussy boy stay in ya lane

[Chorus]
Pop out we shooting to kill nigga
All my niggas we saluting for real nigga
Yeah we got the pole
Send me the deal nigga
Imma do him for real nigga
Yeah he gotta go
Ain't no time for the waitin'
No I don't got no patience, adios
Turn ya mans into patients
Leave 'em slumped on the pavement
Pop out we shooting to kill nigga
All my niggas we saluting for real nigga
Yeah we got the pole
Send me the deal nigga
Imma do him for real nigga
Yeah he gotta go
Ain't no time for the waitin'
No I don't got no patience, adios
Turn ya mans into patients
Leave 'em slumped on the pavement
Bodies fall

[Outro]
Ayo you heard
Free 260
Fuck all the opps
All y'all niggas suck my dick
Die Lzz
GdK
Anyone feel a way come spin my way bitch
Gang
Gang gang gang