Murderers - YBS Skola, Yg Teck

The streets kept askin' for it

You dig?

Park Heights to the 'Ville, YG Teck, what the fuck it is?

Elijah

I get sky-high every night

Keep the strap with me like a dyke

Up Next died at the light

Shit can never ever be right

Lot of niggas fightin' big charges

But some of 'em got bikes

I hire lawyers off and get green dots

I ain’t really flyin' no kites

You ain’t never shared no cells

Had residue on that scale

You ain’t try hard and you failed

I done been through this shit for real

I’m still sendin' scripts through

I ain’t got time to send mail

I done helped niggas make bail

I done got niggas killed

Swear I been in the trenches with the murderers

Can’t be from the city and ain’t heard of us

Dope crowds on the back block, it get dangerous

YBS, we the Shinners, ain’t a stain on us, yeah

I really hold court in these streets

I done put niggas on they feet

If I call a nigga my brother

Then you know I helped niggas eat

I’m really young, doin' what I want

I’ll buy a bitch what she want (It ain’t nothin)

I’m a trap boy

Fuck it up and get it right back, this shit ain’t 'bout nothin'

I was down, now I’m ballin' on niggas

Stand on mine, I ain’t callin' a nigga

Waited in line, now I’m shinin' on niggas

Nigga press me, then I’m ironin' a nigga

Got a bitch down the hill and she fat as a bitch

Pullin' up on her in traffic and shit

She a twin but I know that it’s her when I see her brown ass

By the walk and a tat on her wrist

Skola and Teck 'bout to walk on this bitch

Like a light switch, I’m goin' off on this bitch

Pull up, double parkin' my shit

Twenty pack on me light, still talkin' my shit

Got the Heights on my back, city know who I am

I don’t give a fuck, niggas know I’m the man

And I just put a thirty clip up in this forty

Get furred with this bitch and I know it won’t jam, boy

I get sky-high every night

Keep the strap with me like a dyke

Up Next died at the light

Shit can never ever be right

Lot of niggas fightin' big charges

But some of 'em got bikes

I hire lawyers off and get green dots

I ain’t really flyin' no kites

You ain’t never shared no cells

Had residue on that scale

You ain’t try hard and you failed

I done been through this shit for real

I’m still sendin' scripts through

I ain’t got time to send mail

I done helped niggas make bail

I done got niggas killed

Swear I been in the trenches with the murderers

Can’t be from the city and ain’t heard of us

Dope crowds on the back block, it get dangerous

YBS, we the Shinners, ain’t a stain on us, yeah

My Audemar diamonds too bright

I mix the lean with the Sprite

I keep the glizzy, ain’t got time to fight

My diamonds do hit when you turn off the light

Fresh off the D, dip and dab with the white

Plug in LA and he sent in them pounds

He gon' straight send 'em down if I tell him the name

My nigga from Philly that sell me the lean

He just brought me some pints, so I shout out to Mike

We in the trenches with them sticks, you will get murdered

From the Heights up to the 'Ville, so many murderers

Off of this single with Teck, I’ma go cop a Patek, hell yeah

Then I’m gon' get some baguettes, put them shits right in my neck, hell yeah

I get sky-high every night

Keep the strap with me like a dyke

Up Next died at the light

Shit can never ever be right

Lot of niggas fightin' big charges

But some of 'em got bikes

I hire lawyers off and get green dots

I ain’t really flyin' no kites

You ain’t never shared no cells

Had residue on that scale

You ain’t try hard and you failed

I done been through this shit for real

I’m still sendin' scripts through

I ain’t got time to send mail

I done helped niggas make bail

I done got niggas killed

Swear I been in the trenches with the murderers

Can’t be from the city and ain’t heard of us

Dope crowds on the back block, it get dangerous

YBS, we the Shinners, ain’t a stain on us, yeah

You know what’s goin' on

You heard me, say you heard me

Say you see me clearly, you hear me clearly

You ain’t never seen no shit like this, nigga

Shine up with no excuses

That’s what I’m tryna tell you, though

Worm ass niggas, yeah