"FUCK BEIN CIVIL" lyrics

Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil
What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle
Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles
We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple

Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil
What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle
Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles
We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple

Interact with somebody, I told Zay, just point 'em out
Goofy ass, don't call me gang, if you ain't goin', watch it down
First week I went back to bullshit, P.O. askin' 'bout two hats
All on Insta screamin', "Why?" Shit, I just laugh and said, "Too bad"
I came home in 'bout two MACs, it ain't shit to get too whacked
Must not heard of what's-his-name, that goofy ass ain't comin' back
Go to sleep and I see black, how you runnin', still get smacked?
Pop this door and watch me turn somebody potna into a pack
I'm in too deep, appreciate the prayers, Momma, it's too late
Victim caught one to the head for tryin' to slide like, why you can't?
Ain't no barkin' from that fin-fin, get on feet and do your thang
I get up close and mash it down, the way he cool, I call 'em canes
Get specific 'bout that body, I'ma stop and spare the feelings
I don't care who call you up, you get your rank off doin' kits
If I miss you, it's a message, don't you go and call it luck
A rich gang member hit they block and left about a buck, go, aye

I wash it down, fuck bein' civil
What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle
Who gon' buck with us? Killas with me trippin' off them Skittles
We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple

Aye, I wash it down, fuck bein' civil
What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle
Who gon' buck with us? Killas with me trippin' off them Skittles
We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple

Uh, felt about that hot dog, make that nigga do the runnin' man
He got smoke in the drill, he ain't complete, his ass a turkey, man
I was off the porch, you was in the house, you can ask my auntie, man
I'm a face, I cannot look 'cause you know I got that chunky tan
Murder, murder, murder, all we know is get that splat
You can't even haggle, gang, if your goof-ass ain't catchin' hat
That bitch a opp, she suckin' dick or get that goofy-ass smacked
Why you ain't let your homie know? His ass cappin', he can't rock, nigga
Uh, eight peso past me, that jerk
If we spin, then they outside, I'm catchin' a body in L.A.
I'm smokin' all day, nigga, I smoke hotty to the face
Don't know how that other nigga live and lil' folks shot him in his face, nigga
If you ain't tryna spin, you can't hop in this hot
We ain't actin', we walk shit down and get up close and hit that top
You got shot for hangin' with opps, bitch, stay off they block
Every glizzy I got, fft, that's a box, nigga

Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil
What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle
Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles
We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze for it, it's that simple

Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil
What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle
Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles
We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze for it, it's that simple