Squeeze It Off

[Intro]
They ain't really tryna squeeze it off
Fuckin' hell
They ain't really tryna—
They ain't really tryna squeeze it off

[Chorus]
They-they-they-they ain't really tyna squeeze him off
Bro got two, don't cheese him off
Late-late-late-late nights in the rassclart bando
Two traplines just beatin' off (Brr-brr)
Chest shot ting wasn't peakin' off
Went-went-went-went back 'round tryna reap it up
But we all know how the story goes
RIP's what I'm speakin' off (Fuckin' hell)
They-they-they-they ain't really tyna squeeze him off
Bro got two, don't cheese him off
Late-late-late-late nights in the rassclart bando
Two traplines just beatin' off (Brr-brr)
Chest shot ting wasn't peakin' off
Went-went-went-went back 'round tryna reap it up
But we all know how the story goes
RIP's what I'm speakin' off (Fuckin' hell)

[Verse 1]
I put shotgun money on rambos
Next thing you know, I hear my man's dead (Eurgh)
I don't give a fuck man, I said what I said
Don't lie to the fans and deny your friends (Don't do it)
But, don't even know what I got in this car
Don't stop for the feds 'cah we're lookin' at ten (Don't stop)
Ten-ten man up in the ride
I ride back round tryna leave that— (Fuckin' hell)
If I don't see tape on the scene, I'm vexed
Tell a bad B, I don't want no [?]
How 'bout you line my man for a Benz
'Cah them boy there cats for the cat, it's ments
They gyal are rents, they ain't got sense
You ain't got heart if you're on that fence (You don't)
Your boy got whacked, your boy got cheffed
Your boy can't come to the fields, he's— (Bomboclaat)

[Chorus]
They-they-they-they ain't really tyna squeeze him off
Bro got two, don't cheese him off
Late-late-late-late nights in the rassclart bando
Two traplines just beatin' off (Brr-brr)
Chest shot ting wasn't peakin' off
Went-went-went-went back 'round tryna reap it up
But we all know how the story goes
RIP's what I'm speakin' off (Fuckin' hell)
They-they-they-they ain't really tyna squeeze him off
Bro got two, don't cheese him off
Late-late-late-late nights in the rassclart bando
Two traplines just beatin' off (Brr-brr)
Chest shot ting wasn't peakin' off
Went-went-went-went back 'round tryna reap it up
But we all know how the story goes
RIP's what I'm speakin' off (Fuckin' hell)

[Verse 2]
Should've got my man when I saw him
Broski's screamin' out, ''Bore him, bore him'' (Man bore that)
Anytime that I look in his eyes
All I see is fear and it's gettin' boring
Under eighteen, then you're gettin' a caution
But if you see Rash or Ren or Rass
Then the rambo's goin' through organs (Eurgh)
Step with a vest, it's very important (Fuckin' hell)
And they see me on wall with throw that day
Had the boy there runnin' in shops
Pull up on guys, they're tellin' me lies
They was online when somethin' got dropped
Like are you gonna ride for your brudda or not?
I'm very confused they do it a lot
Now I'm cuttin' it down, they're tellin' me stop
Cuttin' it down, they're tellin' me— (Fuckin' hell)
You ain't gettin' shit back in blood
When you had your chance, you beat out duds (You did)
Whacked in jail and you scream out govs
Gettin' gassed up yutes tryna say they're tugs (Bomboclaat)
Might wanna G-check man in your team
'Cause a lot don't ride for the ones that bleed
If you ain't got heart, can you say that please?
'Cause I run man down and it hurts my knees

[Chorus]
They-they-they-they ain't really tyna squeeze him off
Bro got two, don't cheese him off
Late-late-late-late nights in the rassclart bando
Two traplines just beatin' off (Brr-brr)
Chest shot ting wasn't peakin' off
Went-went-went-went back 'round tryna reap it up
But we all know how the story goes
RIP's what I'm speakin' off (Fuckin' hell)
They-they-they-they ain't really tyna squeeze him off
Bro got two, don't cheese him off
Late-late-late-late nights in the rassclart bando
Two traplines just beatin' off (Brr-brr)
Chest shot ting wasn't peakin' off
Went-went-went-went back 'round tryna reap it up
But we all know how the story goes
RIP's what I'm speakin' off (Fuckin' hell)

[Outro]
They ain't really tryna squeeze it off
They ain't really tryna—
They ain't really tryna squeeze it off-off-off-off