Correction Lyrics Child's Play by Young Nudy

Featuring(s) : 21 Savage

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Lyrics

[Young Nudy]
Yeah
f*ck my dead opps, and all they homies that's livin'
I want y'all niggas to know that
That's how I'm feelin'
On God (COUPE)
f*ck a dead opp, yeah
In due time, in due time, in due time

I'm like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
Send them lil' evil motherf*ckers
They got the mask on, they gon' Jason your gang
Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang (Yeah)
All this money that I'm gettin' make a nigga slaughter your main (Yeah)
Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
Send them hollows, nigga, I'm in the 6
Lookin' for me, nigga, I'm in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick (Look like a lick, yeah)
All this money in my pocket
Hangin' out, this shit is sloppy (Sloppy)
On the block by myself, I ain't worryin' 'bout shit, I'm cocky (Cocky, p*ssy)

[Young Nudy]
Spin somethin', drill somethin'
Fifty thousand make 'em kill somethin' (Woo), shake somethin'
Take a chain, nigga, make somethin'
Killer gang, nigga, all my killers, they don't want fame
No hashtag, they don't do names
They just hashtag when they bust a brain
And I'm bustin' this money, nigga, that's on gang (Yeah)
f*cked up, gave the wrong nigga change
Hell yeah, man, I spend pocket change
Have 'em kill her for the money my thing
I spend the blue and you see the Blue Flame
Ever seen a bullet bust out his brain?
Tall killer, man, he just like Michael Myers
Walk up on a nigga, take off his chain

Send them hollows, nigga, I'm in the 6
Lookin' for me, nigga, I'm in the bricks
Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick (Look like a lick, yeah)
All this money in my pocket
Hangin' out, this shit is sloppy (Sloppy)
On the block by myself, I ain't worryin' 'bout shit, I'm cocky (Cocky, p*ssy)

[21 Savage]
Big 4L, p*ssy
Spray the block down, turn the car 'round
When we come around, shells on the ground
Strip a nigga, now his pants on the ground
Wrong move leave your mans on the ground (Fah-fah-fah-fah)
Paranoid, I be clutchin' when I'm 'round
f*ck around and leave my fan on the ground
Blick the spot, switch the box
Double back and hit his pops (21, 21, 21)
Big 4L, f*ck the opps
We put switches on our Glocks (21)
Gen5, one in the top
Give him the leg-shot, he gon' hop
Most of these niggas be fake crazy (p*ssy)
I don't say shit like new baby (p*ssy)
Blow a nigga dick like a flute, baby (p*ssy)
When I get bored, I buy me a coupe
Stand on a nigga, got blood on my boot (Shit got bloody, f*ck)
Steppin' on niggas for fun
All of my choppers, they come with a drum
Whenever the opps see us, they run
Who want smoke? 'Cause we got tons (p*ssy)

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