Straight Like That

[Intro: Big Homiie G]
(Got Yung K33 up on the keys)
Woah

[Verse 1: Big Homiie G]
I ain't got love for nobody (Nobody), I don't give a fuck if they cry 'bout it (Fuck 'em)
Niggas swear they ridin' with you, they swear they gon' die 'bout it (Woah)
I done seen it all before ('Fore), they act like they want all the smoke (Smoke)
Shit got real (Real), niggas got to duckin' (Duckin'), what you hidin' for? (Woah)
I was in the city, bulletproof truck with a chopper (Chopper)
I couldn't wait send him to the doctor (The doctor)
You know we took care of you, now you say we the oppers (What?)
Soon as lil' bruh died, y'all went to the police, y'all some coppers (Pussy)
Keep it in the streets, we go on court when we meet
In the city with my feet kicked up, how you lookin' for me? (How?)
And I'm comin' to my shows, give a fuck where they bookin' me (Woah)
Backend G, gon' get it, man, they better not took from me (No)
I better not be no penny short, I hit the stage in Gucci shorts
Bro ain't learn from talkin' out of turn, he got hit in his jaw
I see why you so tender 'bout the bitch, nigga, you hit her raw (Ooh)
I just burnt the head for a minute, nigga, then dropped her off (Ooh)
Matter of fact, she Uber it, I'm a fuckin' codeine user (Codeine user)
If you ain't takin' care of yours, then nigga, you a loser (Lame)
Put that gun down, nigga, you ain't no fuckin' shooter (You ain't no fuckin' shooter)
You don't get shots off like James Harden, you ain't no fuckin' hooper (You ain't no fuckin' shooter)

[Chorus: Yc Mula]
Out here shootin' with your eyes closed (Eyes closed), what you tryna kill a bird? (Kill a bird)
I was off some Tris and yellow, went to sleep and kissed the curb (Kissed the curb)
He said fuck my dead homies (Dead homies), pussy ass must got some nerve (Must got some nerve)
When we bump down on him with them switches, he ain't say a word (Say a word)
When we bump down on him with them switches, why your words get slurred? (Why your words get slurred?)
Broke-ass opp just threw me off, I damn near missed like twenty serves (Missed like twenty serves)
Please stay home 'cause I'm deep in the field, all we know is purge (Know is purge)
Fuck them boys who been tryna clique up, I'm G, I'll never merge (I'm G, I'll never merge)

[Verse 2: Yc Mula]
Fuck them boys who been tryna clique up, I'm G and never link (Never link)
I put all my hoes in Louis, bitch, ain't mines if she wear Pink (She wear Pink)
These Cubans water wet like sink (Sink)
Sometimes I get tired of smokin' these opps and pour they ass some drinks (Drinks)
Three hundred for my kid, I don't sip green, ho, I'm high as a mink (High as a mink)
Shooters everywhere you think (Where you think), I get you touched off a blink
MG 4L, this shit ain't ink (Shit ain't ink)
Have you ever seen a dead body? That shit stink (That shit stink)
Pray I don't be the one that go out sad on a sneaky link (Sneaky lean)
Dancin' like I'm Kruger, give out lessons like a tutor (Like a tutor)
I ain't have no daddy, so I took 'em in, man, shout out my fuckin' shooters (Shout out my fuckin' shooters)
Ain't never did shit in the streets but tryna preach, you ain't no Luther (You ain't no Martin Luther)
You ain't bump down all your opps and give 'em fifty, you ain't no Luka (You ain't no Luka)

[Chorus: Yc Mula]
Out here shootin' with your eyes closed (Eyes closed), what you tryna kill a bird? (Kill a bird)
I was off some Tris and yellow, went to sleep and kissed the curb (Kissed the curb)
He said fuck my dead homies (Dead homies), pussy ass must got some nerve (Must got some nerve)
When we bump down on him with them switches, he ain't say a word (Say a word)
When we bump down on him with them switches, why your words get slurred? (Why your words get slurred?)
Broke-ass opp just threw me off, I damn near missed like twenty serves (Missed like twenty serves)
Please stay home 'cause I'm deep in the field, all we know is purge (Know is purge)
Fuck them boys who been tryna clique up, I'm G, I'll never merge (I'm G, I'll never merge)