26L lyrics

[Intro]
(Sauceboy sh*t, what you want me to play?)
(Hold on, Lil Ree)
(Ayy, Rashonn, this b*tch go crazy)

[Chorus]
Bronem face sh*t then leave no witness
f*ck designer, go step in di*kies
You don't sling no iron, then I take your blicky
Opp b*tch gave my di*k a hickey
Out the cut, they leave sh*t wicked
Head tap, last thing I heard, he missin'
n*ggas hide in the 'burbs like b*tches
Ain't no flesh wounds, main arteries, hit 'em
I seen that n*gga 'flaging, stick him
Catch a opp, blick him
Turn his ass a victim
Every time you see a n*gga that don't never be 'bout they issue
Scared to let my drillers off the leash, them n*ggas get too vicious
You ain't never been down on your di*k, thuggin' deep in the trenches (Grrt, boom)

[Verse]
That's a new pack, heard one of the bros just caught a new hat
Thousand miles away, "Rye, how you knew that?"
You out there with 'em and you get blew at
Hundred racks, I blew that
These n*ggas ain't playing with money, these n*ggas broke
And that's most these n*ggas' problem, they take sh*t as a joke
'Til all your partners dying, homicide
They ain't getting stamped 'cause they been hiding
Only reason I know they hiding 'cause my lil' brother been outside slidin'
Stolen whip, riding and trappin'
Pray I spot a n*gga in traffic
Hit the Drac' and flip his whip like I taught that b*tch acrobatics
Hear the click then flip the clip
Back to shootin', that b*tch, let 'em have it
I'm gon' roll you up in a leaf, laugh while you getting grieved by your family
n*ggas know not to play with me
Leave you deceased, I ain't cappin'
Yeah, this Drac' know acrobatics, flip your sh*t and leave it tragic, n*gga
DOA on the scene, pick a casket, n*gga
Frrt, frrt, frrt, sh*t sound like magic, n*gga
I ain't got no mind, I'm slingin' iron 'til I'm in my casket n*gga
'Til the day I die, I'ma bang behind mine, no point in asking, n*gga
Switch f*cking up my stature, too many Percs gon' make me throw up
Yeah, I'm on bars walkin' like a zombie or I'm on Percs tryna go up
I ain't have to sell my soul or do no ho sh*t for to blow up, pus*y
[Chorus]
Bronem face sh*t then leave no witness
f*ck designer, go step in di*kies
You don't sling no iron, then I take your blicky
Opp b*tch gave my di*k a hickey
Out the cut, they leave sh*t wicked
Head tap, last thing I heard, he missin'
n*ggas hide in the 'burbs like b*tches
Ain't no flesh wounds, main arteries, hit 'em
I seen that n*gga 'flaging, stick him
Catch a opp, blick him
Turn his ass a victim
Every time you see a n*gga that don't never be 'bout they issue
Scared to let my drillers off the leash, them n*ggas get too vicious
You ain't never been down on your di*k, thuggin' deep in the trenches