Suck Sumthin lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)
Hands on unless [?]
[?] don't touch nothin'
Keep a fully switch on me, I just love buttons
Ayy, G-Block n*gga
n*gga, f*ck your dead homies, n*gga
n*gga, popped your brother, n*gga, on [?]
Ayy, ayy, look, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Freak b*tch she tryna suck somethin'
Pulled up to the penthouse told her don't touch nothin'
Fully switch on my hip, I just love buttons (Ah)
Ain't in load unless Lil Squeeze in it
Bounced out with like five homies but ain't need n*ggas (Ayy)
A real shooter, on them drills, I just see different
My lil' n*gga snatchin' Kias with no keys in 'em
Yanked up on him, got the job done
Left their store with twenty shots, still knew I popped somethin'
Dropped the lo' on a b*tch n*gga, (Ayy) he did not comе
That n*gga said the Boogie Man name, I poppеd up
Hopped out load, gave him six shots, he a drunk driver
Got hella skits on their block, Jz, I love slidin'
Couple of their homies died, they cried and said f*ck violence
Pop a Perc' and start tweakin' don't leave no guns by me
Can't argue 'bout no ho, let's argue 'bout who popped the most n*ggas
[Verse]
Bro think he got the most B's lets take a vote n*gga
Drop skeezy even when I go to sleep, it's really funk n*gga
A stepper, I ain't in that load if it ain't donks in it
Can't argue with no n*gga that's a victim of a violent crime
The homies call me Draks but I keep fully most the times I slide
Stood over cuz, gave him the devils number, Gz, I'm on that type of time
Know they ain't outside but I'm just ridin' by
Go get that back in blood, eye for an eye
G-Block

[Chorus]
Freak b*tch she tryna suck somethin'
Pulled up to the penthouse told her don't touch nothin'
Fully switch on my hip, I just love buttons (Ah)
Ain't in load unless Lil Squeeze in it
Bounced out with like five homies but ain't need n*ggas (Ayy)
A real shooter, on them drills, I just see different
My lil' n*gga snatchin' Kias with no keys in 'em
Yanked up on him, got the job done
Left their store with twenty shots, still knew I popped somethin'
Dropped the lo' on a b*tch n*gga, (Ayy) he did not come
That n*gga said the Boogie Man name, I popped up
Hopped out load, gave him six shots, he a drunk driver
Got hella skits on their block, Jz, I love slidin'
Couple of their homies died, they cried and said f*ck violence
Pop a Perc' and start tweakin' don't leave no guns by me
Can't argue 'bout no ho, let's argue 'bout who popped the most n*ggas
Can't argue 'bout no ho, let's argue 'bout who popped the most n*ggas