Yhung T.O.
Glock 22
[Verse 1: DaBoii]
They ask me how I'm feelin', I lie and say, "I'm straight"
Why they take my lil' brother, he just wanted to be great
Why I be cuttin' n***as off? 'Cause they wanted to be fake
Ever since I fought a demon, I don't even say my grace
Wonder if God by my side, if he not then that's that
N***as sayin' that they dogs when they really kitty cat
We'll take over yo' city, come and get yo' city back
N***as claim that shooter shit but ain't made a semi clap
Had a Glock 22 wit' a live in the stick
Shit'll give a n***a life if I speak up on that skit
Ol' bitch wasn't for me shout out black freed the bitch
Jump in that deep end you'll be sleepin' wit' the fish
No if and's or but's this kick stand is clutch
And that n***a ain't a gangsta if he keep it in the trunk
Supposed to have it on yo' hip, if you don't then you a punk
We catch you loafin' in that whip, if you ain't got it then you skurt
Bitch

[Verse 2: Lil' Sheik]
A lot of smoke up on Instagram
But in person n***as soft they don't want the funk
But I'ma let this 50 blow 'til it's gone
P-Juice mix the Moet wit' Patron
When I get in my zone, ain't no stoppin' me
I don't shoot dice no more, get mad and rob the game
A lot of shit I did way before the fame
I ain't YFN Lucci, don't think it's a game
Cause a storm wit' the chop they couldn't stop the rain
They ask me who I do it for, I do it for Gang
Tutuland way deeper than you could imagine
I don't keep up wit' these n***as rock my own fashion
And I keep a two three slidin' up in traffic
Is you slidin' or you not? Ask them questions after
And I'm big out of state we ain't no local rappers
At 16 I might have been one of the biggest trappers
[Verse 3: Yhung T.O.]
You can look me in my eyes and you can see the pain
I lost my uncle, lost my brother, shit don't feel the same
I need a bitch to hold my Glock and light this Mary Jane
If you ain't slidin' for yo' n***as then you very lame
In every life we gotta die so really what's the real meaning?
Lotta n***as want me gone but I'm still breathin'
Granny tellin' me slow down but I'm still drinkin'
Catch a opp broad day and I be still squeezin'
In life I had to make some choices lately I been hearin' voices
Know the devil in my head all that talkin' get annoyin'
Catch a opp I gotta shoot ain't no way I could avoid it
When I think about my brother be some times I wanna join him
Send some shots at that Kia, you be prayin' that I miss
Catch that Honda up in traffic you gon' get that bitch flipped
If you ain't tryna send some shots don't be talkin' like you sick
Lost my brotha to that field and I been wildin' ever since