Take Sum

Young Chris on the beat, ughh

[Intro]
You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum
Talkin’ all that gun play, lil nigga spray sum
I was broke a year ago, now that fuckin’ cake comin’
You was broke a year ago and you still ain’t made nothin’
In the Crest where you can find me, .45 right beside me
I be talkin’ cash shit while my shooter talkin’ bodies
Just poured another four, now I’m movin’ like a zombie
G-man wit’ a stick, I keep a rocket, no Johnny

[Verse]
You ain’t wit’ me, you against me, C’s up like I’m Nipsey
Hi-Tec in my kidney, 50 plus in a semi
Coulda been dropped a Jag, but I’m stackin’ for a Bentley
In my city every day, you want me dead? Come and get me
Hit your bitch the first night and I ain’t have to get her tipsy
Slide ’til the clip gone, then double back like a Frisbee
Never been a sucka bitch, I’m hard body, this shit in me
If I’m rockin’ to the show, I bet them demons comin’ wit’ me
Still living, I thank God, ‘cause them demons tryna get me
Young thug nigga, tryna turn a penny to a milli’
Love a thick ghetto bitch wit’ a head full of Remy
And I wish a nigga would, yeah I wish like I’m Timmy
Turner, you want the street stripes? Gotta earn ‘em
I told my shooter go and all that nigga know is murder
Blowin’ on these cookies, got the pack straight from Berner
And the same bitch you lovin’, that's my number one earner
Runnin’ up a check, run it up, Forest Gumpin’
I checkin’ hundreds, while you nerd niggas cuffin’
Been had the sauce, I was never on some bum shit
E-40 wit’ the .40, bitch I’m out here tryna function
Bust down on my neck, bust down in my teeth
Niggas reach, I’ma teach, throw his body six feet
I be in the field but you won’t catch me in no cleats
For these bands in my pocket, have to put in OT
Heard niggas want problems but you niggas never speak
Y’all want funk or y’all don't? Tell me what it’s gon’ be
I ain’t choose these streets, bitch, these streets chose me
And I ain’t choose your bitch, bro, your bitch chose a P
Green beam on the .40, keep it charged like a Tesla
Just tucked twenty bands while you niggas playin’ catch up
Want gang for a show? Niggas better hit Stretch up
Fuck a leg shot bitch, we aimin’ for the neck up
Me gettin’ robbed? Man, you niggas sound dumb
Think you takin’ shit from me? Leave wit’ your face stomped
Wit’ a stick in this .40, now I’m rockin’ wit’ a jump
We'll slide down your block sendin’ shots just for fun
Skrt, skrt, switchin’ lanes in that Big Pun
.45, no 9s, only rock wit’ big guns
You say you with the shred, lil nigga strip sum
Niggas said that they on me and they still ain’t strip nothin’

[Chorus]
You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum (lil nigga)
You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum (lil nigga)
You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum
Talkin’ all that gun play, and you still ain’t sprayed nothin’

You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum (lil nigga)
You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum (lil nigga)
You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum
Talkin’ all that gun play, and you still ain’t sprayed nothin’
Bitch!

[Outro]
Lil nigga, take sum
Say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum
Lil nigga, take sum
Lil baby, throw it back, she might fuckin’ break sum
She might fuckin‘ break sum
Ass so big she might fuckin’ break sum
Lil nigga, take sum
You say you wit’ the shred, lil nigga take sum
Bitch!