"762" lyrics
Let's keep this bitch recordin'
Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother, go
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
7.62 if a nigga act tough
I was spinnin' on shit when I still had a crutch
Brand new kit off a nigga tryna club
Get the fuck off the bench, go catch you a bucket
When that switch start spittin', ain't no runnin' or duckin'
Micro Drac', yeah, sorry about all the ruckus, go
A lot of these niggas be bap
I'm really done clapped, this shit ain't just a rap
Built in piece on the back of my strap
Let off twenty-five with just one tap
We box his ass in, then we made his ass rap (Slatt)
Big 10 milli' holes all in his scalp (Slatt)
He a bitch with a gun, that shit for the app, go
Glock 29 with a switch and you know that bitch came with a grip
Please don't run, don't trip, that's how Bougie got his ass killed
Closed McDonald's, I don't wanna work shifts (Dumbass)
It's me and Kees in the back of the whip
Won't touch that bop, she ain't tryna eat dick (Bitch), go
I got shot in the leg, they said I died
Thought he seen a ghost when I popped on Live
Screenshottin' your seats, tryna see what you drive
Still chuckin' up B's and still drop Y's (Die Y)
Been in the Mil for too long, I done went out there and dropped some shit
Micro Mini Drac', wish it was fully, but ain't no stoppin' this, that's common sense
I'm only nineteen with eight fitteds, bitch
We them Boyz n the Hood, your bitch ass gettin' that door (Let me out the whip)
Had to bounce up out the Jeep, only had three runners in the fin
It's a man down on Marquette, now it's time to swap this Gen
I'm up eight, it would've ten if it wasn't for Spoony, if it wasn't for Glenn (No bap)
They want me to rap, but I'm still gon' spin
They took my brother, I need all they ass dead, go
7.62 if a nigga act tough
I was spinnin' on shit when I still had a crutch
Brand new kit off a nigga tryna club
Get the fuck off the bench, go catch you a bucket
When that switch start spittin', ain't no runnin' or duckin'
Micro Drac', yeah, sorry about all the ruckus, go
Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother, go
(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
7.62 if a nigga act tough
I was spinnin' on shit when I still had a crutch
Brand new kit off a nigga tryna club
Get the fuck off the bench, go catch you a bucket
When that switch start spittin', ain't no runnin' or duckin'
Micro Drac', yeah, sorry about all the ruckus, go
A lot of these niggas be bap
I'm really done clapped, this shit ain't just a rap
Built in piece on the back of my strap
Let off twenty-five with just one tap
We box his ass in, then we made his ass rap (Slatt)
Big 10 milli' holes all in his scalp (Slatt)
He a bitch with a gun, that shit for the app, go
Glock 29 with a switch and you know that bitch came with a grip
Please don't run, don't trip, that's how Bougie got his ass killed
Closed McDonald's, I don't wanna work shifts (Dumbass)
It's me and Kees in the back of the whip
Won't touch that bop, she ain't tryna eat dick (Bitch), go
I got shot in the leg, they said I died
Thought he seen a ghost when I popped on Live
Screenshottin' your seats, tryna see what you drive
Still chuckin' up B's and still drop Y's (Die Y)
Been in the Mil for too long, I done went out there and dropped some shit
Micro Mini Drac', wish it was fully, but ain't no stoppin' this, that's common sense
I'm only nineteen with eight fitteds, bitch
We them Boyz n the Hood, your bitch ass gettin' that door (Let me out the whip)
Had to bounce up out the Jeep, only had three runners in the fin
It's a man down on Marquette, now it's time to swap this Gen
I'm up eight, it would've ten if it wasn't for Spoony, if it wasn't for Glenn (No bap)
They want me to rap, but I'm still gon' spin
They took my brother, I need all they ass dead, go
7.62 if a nigga act tough
I was spinnin' on shit when I still had a crutch
Brand new kit off a nigga tryna club
Get the fuck off the bench, go catch you a bucket
When that switch start spittin', ain't no runnin' or duckin'
Micro Drac', yeah, sorry about all the ruckus, go
