We The Reason (feat. Yvngsanee)

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Yo
Yo
BP
For real

Catch that lil boy come in now Catch that lil boy come in now
Yo
Yo

Can that lil boy let it night
When we pop out inside Glocks
We see him, we blitz him on sight
I love lil k shawt , he psyched

Lil BP come through, bein' blocked
He drop that window, ain't shit you can do
Switch on the Glock, I'ma boil him like stew
BG get mad, roll him up like some zap

Switch up that block, then go back to the spot
BP, then we can start runnin
Damn, I like to do pop-ups because of them vamps
Switch the butt on the back of the Glock like a lamb

I be damned if I go back and forth by the trot
I know BP gon' blow, call a shot up his stem
Nigga riskin' it like he droppin' a deal
They block for the love of LeVette, I can't miss

I hop in the booth and I make me a hit
It just happen, I don't even try
We see a opp, he get addled like pie
Dang it, shit's sweet, he run up, he gon

Hell a bad bitch, it's just me and my twin
Can't tell no more, lost a young broo for the win
Been doin' this shit, he might have done forgot
We the whole reason the city got hot

We the whole reason the city got hot
You out here, you claim you somethin', you not
F*ck a whole kicker out of the spot
She thought I was grim, tryna give up the dash

I'ma chop her, I'ma ride with the chopper
I'ma hit you, and I ain't spendin' a minute
Had some more love for my brother
I hop out wherever my trigger, I pull up for minutes

I get the drop, here they blockin', we spinnin
I click the switch when it's time to get busy
And y'all bros, they gon' spin till they blow up the city
They ask you, who buy the lil' nigga on weed

I pop out with 30, hop out the car, see a opp doin' dirty
If they ask why I did it, I did it on purpose
Spit on your block with some shit you ain't heard of
Walk in my car, I been sippin' on purpose

Yeah, in the booth, I be smokin' my opp
Never lack, got a switch on the Glock
Tryna run off, we croppin' the top
Drop the window, ain't shit you can do

Drop a body and get in that mode
We're in the city, these niggas ain't talk
Tryna catch me and hat-poppin' shit with the bros
Damn, I like to do pop-ups because of them vents

Switch the button on the back of the Glock like a lamp
I be damned if I go back and forth by the trunk
I know BP gon' blow, call a shot, it been stamped
Nigga riskin' his life, he droppin' a deal

They block for the love of LeVette, I can't miss
I hop in the booth, and I make me a hit
It just happened, I don't even try
We see a opp, he get head on like Pac

Dang it, she sweet, he run up, he gon
Hell a bad bitch, she just me and my twin
Can't tell no more, lost a young bro for the win
Been doin' this shit, eat my head, I forgot

We the whole reason the city got hot

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