Yus Gz - Belt 2 Ass

{intro}
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah (it's
{zex?}, nigga, bitch)
Some of them opp niggas, i bodied them shits, nigga

{chorus}
Rrah, rrah, lately i been on that shit
Bitch, i been fiendin’ to up my blick (pew)
I'm big as this shit can get
I was only nigga in my city that was holdin' it down ’til the guys come home, we rich, damn
I heard bronem just hit his mans, this shit got a cooler kit
I could merch that, bro just let off a switch and three of them niggas got hit
Put that belt to ass
Lil' nigga, now tell me who your fuckin' bitch
Damn, yeah, i want it all, so you pussy niggas better turn your kicks (grrah)
I'ma come through runnin'
I'm not eatin' my gun, eat the whole fuckin' clip

{verse}
He think he slime, we gon’ wipe his nose
Boy tried to run, we creeped up, bah
Hit the back of his head, have him dead on the road
We on that shit, you know how that go
The first nigga run get turned to a post
It’s a bitch nigga in my town that i'm tryna turn into a fuckin’ ghost
Bro hit the car, start lettin' off shots
You come to this block, get turned to a toast
Bro let him run, he ain't makin' it far
Bitch, i got a sca and it came with a scope
Bro, how many niggas we done put that belt to ass sittin’ on (?...)?
I catch a opp nigga, i might just pop, nigga
Thought he was fast, we (?...) the smoke (baow, baow)
No, i ain't droppin' my mask
Nigga, i might just hop out and spazz
Wait, i think he fit in that bag
Bitch, new car, cut off the tag
They wanna know what i got in my stash
Wait, i drop a hundred on hundred, i'm banked
Got on (?...) it's gon' double that bag

{chorus}
Rrah, rrah, lately i been on that shit
Bitch, i been fiendin' to up my blick (pew)
I'm big as this shit can get
I was only nigga in my city that was holdin' it down 'til the guys come home, we rich, damn
I heard bronem just hit his mans, this shit got a cooler kit
I could merch that, bro just let off a switch and three of them niggas got hit
Put that belt to ass
Lil' nigga, now tell me who your fuckin' bitch
Damn, yeah, i want it all, so you pussy niggas better turn your kicks (grrah)
I'ma come through runnin'
I'm not eatin' my gun, eat the whole fuckin' clip

{outro}
Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah
Rrah, rrah, grrah