AMBUSH
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Psychs
(What, what, what, what)
(Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait)
I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You'll see this hand ting get handy
Live-O corn when I slap this badly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy
I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
Bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The sweet ones stepped out in drip
Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick
Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
This .38 hand ting holds six, with bae I can't slip
I could talk on bare mans name, 15
That was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don't see no one at tops or-
Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
Bros too tapped, he keeps on squeezing
Sneezing, this is the shotgun season
Get back gang where the dotty's revealing
S slapped it, jumped out and beat it
Gang 'dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix
Two in the dots for five of these eediats
Shh, got cheffed up and then left bleeding
Lack on the road, that's normal procedures
These opp boys must've gone ku-ku
'Cause I'm really on drills, no fibs
Man's holding a fuck off chings
If you see Double Lz, step round with a limp
Always two guns up in the whip
Slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch
Don't think you can ride on the Nizz
Man slide right back in a tinted whip
If I slap this corn out the hand ting
It's a mad ting if I press this trigger
Six man squashed in this dinger
Chest shot chinger, jump out gang with this spinner
This opp thot come way too inna
She don't know who's the driller
To all the opp boys, it's your friends we bill up
No reaction, they don't ride for their nigga
I'm on the ol' ten tours with my soldiers
I don't beef my age, I got beef with olders
Man crash this corn off motors
His shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder
Fucking joker
Carnage, tryna spill juice, that's soaker
And they both got poked up (yo)
I'm tryna do it like Boogs
Fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case
This shotgun come long like Grace
Half to half it so it comes in the rave
On the stage with H, big shank on my waist
Gang changing plates
Tape off your estates then head straight back to the base
This sweet one keeps talking 'bout dates
If I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes
Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes
My driller backed it and try hit that face
Either way, it works both ways
Bro's drunk off Wrays, got corn for days
So I don't get blammed on the mains
I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You'll see this hand ting get handy
Live-O corn when I slap this badly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy
I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
Bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The sweet ones stepped out in drip
Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick
Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
This .38 hand ting holds six, bae I can't slip
I could talk on bare mans name, 15
That was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don't see no one at tops or-
Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
(Psychs)
(What, what, what, what)
(Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait)
I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You'll see this hand ting get handy
Live-O corn when I slap this badly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy
I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
Bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The sweet ones stepped out in drip
Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick
Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
This .38 hand ting holds six, with bae I can't slip
I could talk on bare mans name, 15
That was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don't see no one at tops or-
Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
Bros too tapped, he keeps on squeezing
Sneezing, this is the shotgun season
Get back gang where the dotty's revealing
S slapped it, jumped out and beat it
Gang 'dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix
Two in the dots for five of these eediats
Shh, got cheffed up and then left bleeding
Lack on the road, that's normal procedures
These opp boys must've gone ku-ku
'Cause I'm really on drills, no fibs
Man's holding a fuck off chings
If you see Double Lz, step round with a limp
Always two guns up in the whip
Slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch
Don't think you can ride on the Nizz
Man slide right back in a tinted whip
If I slap this corn out the hand ting
It's a mad ting if I press this trigger
Six man squashed in this dinger
Chest shot chinger, jump out gang with this spinner
This opp thot come way too inna
She don't know who's the driller
To all the opp boys, it's your friends we bill up
No reaction, they don't ride for their nigga
I'm on the ol' ten tours with my soldiers
I don't beef my age, I got beef with olders
Man crash this corn off motors
His shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder
Fucking joker
Carnage, tryna spill juice, that's soaker
And they both got poked up (yo)
I'm tryna do it like Boogs
Fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case
This shotgun come long like Grace
Half to half it so it comes in the rave
On the stage with H, big shank on my waist
Gang changing plates
Tape off your estates then head straight back to the base
This sweet one keeps talking 'bout dates
If I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes
Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes
My driller backed it and try hit that face
Either way, it works both ways
Bro's drunk off Wrays, got corn for days
So I don't get blammed on the mains
I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
You'll see this hand ting get handy
Live-O corn when I slap this badly
One in the head, jump out and get tappy
I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
Bally up, spot man and get splashy
Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
The sweet ones stepped out in drip
Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
Telling me she rates my songs and dick
Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
This .38 hand ting holds six, bae I can't slip
I could talk on bare mans name, 15
That was me on the ride with my blade
Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
If you don't see no one at tops or-
Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
(Psychs)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.56] Psychs
[00:14.63] (What, what, what, what)
[00:24.63] (Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait)
[00:26.64] I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
[00:28.07] Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
[00:29.95] You'll see this hand ting get handy
[00:31.39] Live-O corn when I slap this badly
[00:33.08] One in the head, jump out and get tappy
[00:34.73] I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
[00:36.66] Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
[00:38.50] Bally up, spot man and get splashy
[00:40.07] Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
[00:41.88] Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
[00:43.41] The sweet ones stepped out in drip
[00:45.27] Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
[00:46.60] Telling me she rates my songs and dick
[00:48.15] Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
[00:50.24] This .38 hand ting holds six, with bae I can't slip
[00:53.65] I could talk on bare mans name, 15
[00:55.37] That was me on the ride with my blade
[00:56.87] Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
[00:58.94] Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
[01:00.37] If you don't see no one at tops or-
[01:03.37] Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
[01:05.28] Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
[01:06.63] Bros too tapped, he keeps on squeezing
[01:08.13] Sneezing, this is the shotgun season
[01:09.98] Get back gang where the dotty's revealing
[01:11.46] S slapped it, jumped out and beat it
[01:13.12] Gang 'dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix
[01:14.87] Two in the dots for five of these eediats
[01:16.32] Shh, got cheffed up and then left bleeding
[01:18.26] Lack on the road, that's normal procedures
[01:20.00] These opp boys must've gone ku-ku
[01:21.57] 'Cause I'm really on drills, no fibs
[01:23.43] Man's holding a fuck off chings
[01:24.96] If you see Double Lz, step round with a limp
[01:26.46] Always two guns up in the whip
[01:27.81] Slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch
[01:29.99] Don't think you can ride on the Nizz
[01:31.33] Man slide right back in a tinted whip
[01:32.62] If I slap this corn out the hand ting
[01:34.37] It's a mad ting if I press this trigger
[01:35.92] Six man squashed in this dinger
[01:37.23] Chest shot chinger, jump out gang with this spinner
[01:39.44] This opp thot come way too inna
[01:41.03] She don't know who's the driller
[01:42.29] To all the opp boys, it's your friends we bill up
[01:44.09] No reaction, they don't ride for their nigga
[01:46.19] I'm on the ol' ten tours with my soldiers
[01:47.56] I don't beef my age, I got beef with olders
[01:49.46] Man crash this corn off motors
[01:51.03] His shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder
[01:52.54] Fucking joker
[01:54.24] Carnage, tryna spill juice, that's soaker
[01:57.32] And they both got poked up (yo)
[01:59.57] I'm tryna do it like Boogs
[02:00.68] Fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case
[02:02.80] This shotgun come long like Grace
[02:03.94] Half to half it so it comes in the rave
[02:05.70] On the stage with H, big shank on my waist
[02:09.17] Gang changing plates
[02:10.36] Tape off your estates then head straight back to the base
[02:12.37] This sweet one keeps talking 'bout dates
[02:14.27] If I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes
[02:16.03] Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes
[02:17.80] My driller backed it and try hit that face
[02:21.13] Either way, it works both ways
[02:22.50] Bro's drunk off Wrays, got corn for days
[02:24.32] So I don't get blammed on the mains
[02:25.63] I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
[02:27.14] Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
[02:29.04] You'll see this hand ting get handy
[02:30.91] Live-O corn when I slap this badly
[02:32.26] One in the head, jump out and get tappy
[02:33.98] I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
[02:36.06] Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
[02:37.99] Bally up, spot man and get splashy
[02:39.27] Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
[02:40.95] Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
[02:42.78] The sweet ones stepped out in drip
[02:44.24] Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
[02:45.72] Telling me she rates my songs and dick
[02:47.22] Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
[02:49.28] This .38 hand ting holds six, bae I can't slip
[02:52.77] I could talk on bare mans name, 15
[02:54.44] That was me on the ride with my blade
[02:56.06] Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
[02:57.75] Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
[02:59.24] If you don't see no one at tops or-
[03:02.20] Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
[03:04.46] Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
[03:06.63]
[03:23.51] (Psychs)
[03:25.97]
[00:14.63] (What, what, what, what)
[00:24.63] (Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait)
[00:26.64] I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
[00:28.07] Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
[00:29.95] You'll see this hand ting get handy
[00:31.39] Live-O corn when I slap this badly
[00:33.08] One in the head, jump out and get tappy
[00:34.73] I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
[00:36.66] Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
[00:38.50] Bally up, spot man and get splashy
[00:40.07] Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
[00:41.88] Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
[00:43.41] The sweet ones stepped out in drip
[00:45.27] Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
[00:46.60] Telling me she rates my songs and dick
[00:48.15] Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
[00:50.24] This .38 hand ting holds six, with bae I can't slip
[00:53.65] I could talk on bare mans name, 15
[00:55.37] That was me on the ride with my blade
[00:56.87] Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
[00:58.94] Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
[01:00.37] If you don't see no one at tops or-
[01:03.37] Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
[01:05.28] Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
[01:06.63] Bros too tapped, he keeps on squeezing
[01:08.13] Sneezing, this is the shotgun season
[01:09.98] Get back gang where the dotty's revealing
[01:11.46] S slapped it, jumped out and beat it
[01:13.12] Gang 'dem crash, no Flight of the Phoenix
[01:14.87] Two in the dots for five of these eediats
[01:16.32] Shh, got cheffed up and then left bleeding
[01:18.26] Lack on the road, that's normal procedures
[01:20.00] These opp boys must've gone ku-ku
[01:21.57] 'Cause I'm really on drills, no fibs
[01:23.43] Man's holding a fuck off chings
[01:24.96] If you see Double Lz, step round with a limp
[01:26.46] Always two guns up in the whip
[01:27.81] Slap that quick, watch his whole body twitch
[01:29.99] Don't think you can ride on the Nizz
[01:31.33] Man slide right back in a tinted whip
[01:32.62] If I slap this corn out the hand ting
[01:34.37] It's a mad ting if I press this trigger
[01:35.92] Six man squashed in this dinger
[01:37.23] Chest shot chinger, jump out gang with this spinner
[01:39.44] This opp thot come way too inna
[01:41.03] She don't know who's the driller
[01:42.29] To all the opp boys, it's your friends we bill up
[01:44.09] No reaction, they don't ride for their nigga
[01:46.19] I'm on the ol' ten tours with my soldiers
[01:47.56] I don't beef my age, I got beef with olders
[01:49.46] Man crash this corn off motors
[01:51.03] His shotgun slaps and it flings my shoulder
[01:52.54] Fucking joker
[01:54.24] Carnage, tryna spill juice, that's soaker
[01:57.32] And they both got poked up (yo)
[01:59.57] I'm tryna do it like Boogs
[02:00.68] Fling blades in hoods but they got broski on the case
[02:02.80] This shotgun come long like Grace
[02:03.94] Half to half it so it comes in the rave
[02:05.70] On the stage with H, big shank on my waist
[02:09.17] Gang changing plates
[02:10.36] Tape off your estates then head straight back to the base
[02:12.37] This sweet one keeps talking 'bout dates
[02:14.27] If I slap this gauge, whole neighbourhood awakes
[02:16.03] Bro Kush put his foot on the brakes
[02:17.80] My driller backed it and try hit that face
[02:21.13] Either way, it works both ways
[02:22.50] Bro's drunk off Wrays, got corn for days
[02:24.32] So I don't get blammed on the mains
[02:25.63] I'm in the back of this car, no taxi
[02:27.14] Sadly, I beg a man please try mad me
[02:29.04] You'll see this hand ting get handy
[02:30.91] Live-O corn when I slap this badly
[02:32.26] One in the head, jump out and get tappy
[02:33.98] I didn't catch him, I didn't go back happy
[02:36.06] Pattys, pattys, some fucking pattys
[02:37.99] Bally up, spot man and get splashy
[02:39.27] Switch, you don't wanna see me switch
[02:40.95] Up off the moped with a stick, no witch
[02:42.78] The sweet ones stepped out in drip
[02:44.24] Three balls in her tongue, this brown skins thick
[02:45.72] Telling me she rates my songs and dick
[02:47.22] Back Rambos, not a fan of flicks
[02:49.28] This .38 hand ting holds six, bae I can't slip
[02:52.77] I could talk on bare mans name, 15
[02:54.44] That was me on the ride with my blade
[02:56.06] Then the next two rides, man went on the wap
[02:57.75] Got brought, the spinner and the gauge
[02:59.24] If you don't see no one at tops or-
[03:02.20] Tryna just ching man out of their J's, ayy
[03:04.46] Broski holdin' the clutch then brake
[03:06.63]
[03:23.51] (Psychs)
[03:25.97]