CGMG Lil Naz - 916 Freestyle lyrics

{intro} Yo 9,1,6, 916 Same thing, {?} man Let's get it Crack him, crack him, crack him {verse 1: mskum} Feds know that we mad Man be wicked and bad Dem ni**as love talkin' 'nough Just sit indoors and just act What the fu*k is that? Get out 'ere and touch man I been mashing it on your gang K this and i ain't been blammed Step outside with the rambs, i'm mad Do man up and leave mum sad Been round there with a knife and a cab No jump out gang, i ain't tryna get grabbed No dabbing our straps, ksav don't dab Leave man saucy when man stabbed 2 peds up, see man turn flash Been round there and i seen man crashed That's it, wass Stick to the chat They ain't on my level, can't fu*k with my gang No 16, everybody wan' bang Little kids making news, what man? Someone tеll him stop, i'll do man prop' Leave red patchеs all over man's top Duck him down non stop And he better run quick when jsav's on the block Ksav this, ksav that I ain't been touched a ni**a still wan' chat {verse 2:} Many man know 2.2 when i let that go Feds turn cameras, then i burn them clothes And i switch up rides and i go and do road Say your blocks ain't safe, but i been there loads No whip or bike and i do ten toes Tryna dub a long stick with a red nose That i'll duck man down to the end of his rod Talk about yutes in cutters Tell me when i saw my man, why my man did a next ten toes runners? Got daz on the cut Gotta see me in the cut Them man don't wanna see my brothers Sav lurking to mash that d Someone got laid down in the covers Can't tell you amount of times that i phoned up my bros We marched over to that blue bridge Like dust man down Ten toes on a high road Tryna stick man like glue sticks Swear i remember the day Stab my bro with the blade Only missed his heart by a few inch So when i do my sh*t, i don't talk like chicks I ain't tryna go down by loose lips I'mma jump out boy I'mma jump out, sh*t How many dumb fu*kboys got chased? Like 10 young g's tryna jump in my cabby Had to tell them, no space Cause they all want glide Man they all want ride Man they all want dip dip, blade But i trap trap in the bando With a big rambo strapped round my waist {verse 3:} Big bands Bad b*tch Big guns Stack bricks fu*k who*es, stack this Ain't {?} do backflips In the trap house, i got hella grammy's Water whip, i'm the weather man Flyer birds, no feather man I got bare smoke like amsterdam And the trap got packs Flip that just to get them racks She's got that backs fu*k that, man i link my cats In the trap with both Chop that then i get that ghost Ice man like {?} Yeah i make all the gyaldem roast Bang that like {?} Or i whip that ting like yoda All the girldem love me See the girl love me like sosa On me it's over Face shot, straight makeover I can do this sh*t when i'm sober Still heat man up like a toaster Ya b's in the trap I got p in the trap Dem man beef on the track Like, why you gotta beef like that? Dem man talk, they chat Man don't talk, just clap Man do trap But they ain't never seen no rats {verse 4:} When glo gang try set pace Certain man got sliced in the face Foreign car, green light, let's race Don't slip, better tie your lace In a stolen car rolling with dappz {?}, we got lots of straps In la, cooling with the gang They came back, to out they ran Swear to god, ni**a's lucky it jammed Ask girls, they'll stare cos they hang With a song, yeah i think i need shazam I comes on when we're speeding that foreign Shout {?} dash off a No way, we're speeding that foreign So scared cos we speeding that foreign We will be coming to your hood cos it's boring We'll be chilling in your hood, we be touring Catch a opp, if they run, we be scoring When we ride, tryna aim for the damn head I'm tryna score every week like sanchez Bam bam, skrr skrrt from the damn feds Put ni**as {?}, down vets