"64K" lyrics
Oh, he jackin' he 64? Hop out and grab him, beat him, punch him, stab him
Flickin' his wrists in the vid, fuck the rap, move back, wordabro, let me hop and blast him
Hawkin' 'em down, I told Nazzy to catch him
Jammed on the drill, I told brodie to scalp 'em
NuMoney got punched and it's one in the back of the 'Hive, wordabro, we done went for the dagger
And the Hound smellin' blood, started hawkin' em, never a rook but I'm always gon' walk with 'em
Don't make a sound, wordabro, start stalkin' em, best 48, we go up and go talk on 'em
Pop out the cut, wordabro, white chalkin' 'em, hand on the pole, double hand, reinforcin' 'em
Don't make a sound, we don't play with our food, nigga, we want the pack, what the fuck is recordin' em?
Brodie locked in I can tell by his movements, blood on his Hat, he salutin' and shootin' it
Pass him the ball, he don't know what to do with it, G2C, wordabro, throw a few with it
Bustin' the gun, double hand, wasn't movin'
In love with the bang, wordabro I start abusin' it
Can't tote on the G if you not out here using it, spinnin' for bro everyday, we was losin' it
Nigga, we want the wreck, nigga Stackz can't move, I was hopin' he checked
Bino got hit in the back of his head, no more ball for 1k he got hit in his leg
Free Tae B, he was bustin' his leg, nigga, 64K, nigga, fuck all they dead
Pop keep trollin', nigga keep cappin', he ran into us, almost put him to bed, word to my dead
Got my heart broke one time, so after that put my pain in the G tryna go for the P
Every time I get mad, gotta walk up the street, niggas know how we get tryna bend on the Kreeps
Focus up with the G, put my life on the line, I'm not going for nothin', I know how it be
And I know what I'm signing up for, when I step with the grip, gotta pick, nigga, you or it's me
Nigga, I took a L, right after that, nigga, multiple fell
Right after that, nigga, multiple shells, nigga, free all the bros that got stuck in the jails
Really get wavy, was never a rapper, two guns in the Wraith but I came with the Pastor
Nazzy on court, niggas know he a factor, what you think he gon' do for his rapper?
Hop out the cut, better run a lil' faster, word to my dead, we was watchin' em scatter
Bro threw first, we not into the chatter, chillin' on 64, we follow them after, like
Like, niggas dissin' the dead, niggas know how we get tryna bang for the set
Quai is a pack, I ain't wanna smoke him but they was just crying and holding his neck
1k is a bitch, how the fuck he ain't check? Nigga got hit in the back of his leg
He had all of the hoop dreams, thought he was tough, why the fuck did you think you could fuck with the Fz? (Word to my dead nigga)
Flickin' his wrists in the vid, fuck the rap, move back, wordabro, let me hop and blast him
Hawkin' 'em down, I told Nazzy to catch him
Jammed on the drill, I told brodie to scalp 'em
NuMoney got punched and it's one in the back of the 'Hive, wordabro, we done went for the dagger
And the Hound smellin' blood, started hawkin' em, never a rook but I'm always gon' walk with 'em
Don't make a sound, wordabro, start stalkin' em, best 48, we go up and go talk on 'em
Pop out the cut, wordabro, white chalkin' 'em, hand on the pole, double hand, reinforcin' 'em
Don't make a sound, we don't play with our food, nigga, we want the pack, what the fuck is recordin' em?
Brodie locked in I can tell by his movements, blood on his Hat, he salutin' and shootin' it
Pass him the ball, he don't know what to do with it, G2C, wordabro, throw a few with it
Bustin' the gun, double hand, wasn't movin'
In love with the bang, wordabro I start abusin' it
Can't tote on the G if you not out here using it, spinnin' for bro everyday, we was losin' it
Nigga, we want the wreck, nigga Stackz can't move, I was hopin' he checked
Bino got hit in the back of his head, no more ball for 1k he got hit in his leg
Free Tae B, he was bustin' his leg, nigga, 64K, nigga, fuck all they dead
Pop keep trollin', nigga keep cappin', he ran into us, almost put him to bed, word to my dead
Got my heart broke one time, so after that put my pain in the G tryna go for the P
Every time I get mad, gotta walk up the street, niggas know how we get tryna bend on the Kreeps
Focus up with the G, put my life on the line, I'm not going for nothin', I know how it be
And I know what I'm signing up for, when I step with the grip, gotta pick, nigga, you or it's me
Nigga, I took a L, right after that, nigga, multiple fell
Right after that, nigga, multiple shells, nigga, free all the bros that got stuck in the jails
Really get wavy, was never a rapper, two guns in the Wraith but I came with the Pastor
Nazzy on court, niggas know he a factor, what you think he gon' do for his rapper?
Hop out the cut, better run a lil' faster, word to my dead, we was watchin' em scatter
Bro threw first, we not into the chatter, chillin' on 64, we follow them after, like
Like, niggas dissin' the dead, niggas know how we get tryna bang for the set
Quai is a pack, I ain't wanna smoke him but they was just crying and holding his neck
1k is a bitch, how the fuck he ain't check? Nigga got hit in the back of his leg
He had all of the hoop dreams, thought he was tough, why the fuck did you think you could fuck with the Fz? (Word to my dead nigga)
