CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hectic [Studio Session]
Uh, it could get hectic (Woah)
B*t*h (B*t*h, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, haha)
Uh, gang (Wheezy outta here)
It could get hectic (Get hectic, yeah)
You can't read a real n***a, you dyslexic (You dyslexic, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, it could get hectic (Get hectic, yeah)
Shoot his house up, send his a** a message (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
Ya dig? It could get hectic, uh (Hectic)
Can't read me, you dyslexic, oof (B*t*h you dyslexic, yeah)
It could get hectic (Uh, yeah)
Shoot him in his face, sеnd his a** a message, yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pеw-pew-pew-pew-pew)
Yeah, huh, rockstar from the trenches (Rockstar from the motherf**kin', yeah, yeah)
They can't keep up (Yeah, rock on, yeah)
Hit makin' money, makin' motherf**ker (B*t*h! What else? What else?)
That still send this sh*t up (B*t*h! B*t*h! Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Uh, huh, uh, No Limit is the gang, best believe
Don't get sh*t f**ked up (Uh)
We'll f**k you up (Uh)
Your b*t*h'll suck us up (Uh)
Mayweather with this left-right, Pacquiao with the uppercut (Uh-huh), woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, uh, I go cray-cray (Cray-cray)
For the slimes that's listenin', I go bray-bray (I go bray-bray)
Your lil' b*t*h tell you she straight, but she go gay, gay (She go gay, gay)
At least off the Molly, she go all the way, way (All the way, way)
Woah, huh, what the f**k you say, say? (What you say, say?)
I can't hear you, I'm too busy gettin' paid, paid (Gettin' paid, paid)
I can't hear you, I'm too busy gettin' laid, laid, uh (Gettin' laid)
By your main thing (Yeah), that b*t*h got some good brain (Yeah)
Huh, ya dig?
Hop in the Spyder, I drive, like it got eight legs (Like eight, skrrt)
That lil' b*t*h suck on my d**k like she got eight heads (She got eight)
Ride it like a motorcycle, scooter, and a moped (Skrrt)
Her bestfriend came through, guess what?
I got me some more head (Uh)
It could get hectic (Get, yeah)
You can't read a real n***a, you dyslexic (You dyslexic, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, it could get hectic (Get hectic)
Shoot his house up, send his a** a message (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
Ya dig? It could get hectic, uh (Hectic)
Can't read me, you dyslexic, oof (B*t*h you dyslexic, yeah)
It could get hectic (Uh, yeah)
Shoot him in his face, send his a** a message, yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
I'm the type to f**k your b*t*h then leave, yeah
I'm the type to mission at complete, uh
I'm the type to skeet it then delete, uh
I'm the type to expose the make-believes, uh
I'm the truth, uh, these n***as lie, lie, lie
Run up on me then I shoot, you gon' die, die, die
I got some head in my coupe, yeah, it's right, right, right
I got some head in my coupe, yeah, yeah, it's right, right, right, uh
She f**ked on me first day, said, I'm not like other guys, uh
I broke her heart then f**ked her friend, left her traumatized, uh
I get this cash, I count it up, I cannot lie, uh-uh
You f**k with me? I treat you back, get crucified, yeah, uh
You can't catch me, shoot with both hands, righty and the lefty
Bad b*t*h on my testis, f**k n***a you cannot test me
Run up, got my Smith & Wessi
my bestie, uh
Codeine in my cup, cup, uh
Red or Purple, pour it up, mix it up
I ain't never give no f**k, what?
These n***as sad 'cause I've been bossed up
Uh, got to my bag early, that's a different story
I just took your girly, yeah, surely
She gon' come to my hotel and suck my d**k, that's mandatory, yeah, yeah, uh
Try me if you want, it get ugly
It could get hectic (Get hectic, yeah)
You can't read a real n***a, you dyslexic (You dyslexic, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, it could get hectic (Get hectic)
Shoot his house up, send his a** a message (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
Ya dig? It could get hectic, uh (Hectic)
Can't read me, you dyslexic, oof (B*t*h you dyslexic, yeah)
It could get hectic (Uh, yeah)
Shoot him in his face, send his a** a message, yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
B*t*h (B*t*h, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, haha)
Uh, gang (Wheezy outta here)
It could get hectic (Get hectic, yeah)
You can't read a real n***a, you dyslexic (You dyslexic, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, it could get hectic (Get hectic, yeah)
Shoot his house up, send his a** a message (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
Ya dig? It could get hectic, uh (Hectic)
Can't read me, you dyslexic, oof (B*t*h you dyslexic, yeah)
It could get hectic (Uh, yeah)
Shoot him in his face, sеnd his a** a message, yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pеw-pew-pew-pew-pew)
Yeah, huh, rockstar from the trenches (Rockstar from the motherf**kin', yeah, yeah)
They can't keep up (Yeah, rock on, yeah)
Hit makin' money, makin' motherf**ker (B*t*h! What else? What else?)
That still send this sh*t up (B*t*h! B*t*h! Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Uh, huh, uh, No Limit is the gang, best believe
Don't get sh*t f**ked up (Uh)
We'll f**k you up (Uh)
Your b*t*h'll suck us up (Uh)
Mayweather with this left-right, Pacquiao with the uppercut (Uh-huh), woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, uh, I go cray-cray (Cray-cray)
For the slimes that's listenin', I go bray-bray (I go bray-bray)
Your lil' b*t*h tell you she straight, but she go gay, gay (She go gay, gay)
At least off the Molly, she go all the way, way (All the way, way)
Woah, huh, what the f**k you say, say? (What you say, say?)
I can't hear you, I'm too busy gettin' paid, paid (Gettin' paid, paid)
I can't hear you, I'm too busy gettin' laid, laid, uh (Gettin' laid)
By your main thing (Yeah), that b*t*h got some good brain (Yeah)
Huh, ya dig?
Hop in the Spyder, I drive, like it got eight legs (Like eight, skrrt)
That lil' b*t*h suck on my d**k like she got eight heads (She got eight)
Ride it like a motorcycle, scooter, and a moped (Skrrt)
Her bestfriend came through, guess what?
I got me some more head (Uh)
It could get hectic (Get, yeah)
You can't read a real n***a, you dyslexic (You dyslexic, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, it could get hectic (Get hectic)
Shoot his house up, send his a** a message (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
Ya dig? It could get hectic, uh (Hectic)
Can't read me, you dyslexic, oof (B*t*h you dyslexic, yeah)
It could get hectic (Uh, yeah)
Shoot him in his face, send his a** a message, yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
I'm the type to f**k your b*t*h then leave, yeah
I'm the type to mission at complete, uh
I'm the type to skeet it then delete, uh
I'm the type to expose the make-believes, uh
I'm the truth, uh, these n***as lie, lie, lie
Run up on me then I shoot, you gon' die, die, die
I got some head in my coupe, yeah, it's right, right, right
I got some head in my coupe, yeah, yeah, it's right, right, right, uh
She f**ked on me first day, said, I'm not like other guys, uh
I broke her heart then f**ked her friend, left her traumatized, uh
I get this cash, I count it up, I cannot lie, uh-uh
You f**k with me? I treat you back, get crucified, yeah, uh
You can't catch me, shoot with both hands, righty and the lefty
Bad b*t*h on my testis, f**k n***a you cannot test me
Run up, got my Smith & Wessi
my bestie, uh
Codeine in my cup, cup, uh
Red or Purple, pour it up, mix it up
I ain't never give no f**k, what?
These n***as sad 'cause I've been bossed up
Uh, got to my bag early, that's a different story
I just took your girly, yeah, surely
She gon' come to my hotel and suck my d**k, that's mandatory, yeah, yeah, uh
Try me if you want, it get ugly
It could get hectic (Get hectic, yeah)
You can't read a real n***a, you dyslexic (You dyslexic, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, it could get hectic (Get hectic)
Shoot his house up, send his a** a message (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, yeah)
Ya dig? It could get hectic, uh (Hectic)
Can't read me, you dyslexic, oof (B*t*h you dyslexic, yeah)
It could get hectic (Uh, yeah)
Shoot him in his face, send his a** a message, yeah (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, pew-pew-pew-pew-pew)
