Kay Flock, C Blu - Treeshy lyrics

Grrt 16 in this bitch
Grrah, grrah, grrah gang, C Blu
Hold on

We spinnin' the T's and
I'm with the Flock, he grippin' the chop
Please do not think that we lackin'
'cause you could get shot
These niggas be talkin'
But ain't on nothin'
Hop out the V and then I get to uppin'
What?
Hop out the V and then I get to uppin'
I got a gun, you know I'ma flock
These niggas is damned
They don't be the opps
I pop a perc, I like how it feel
One shot, it's just for the kill
Two more, 'cause my finger itchin'
Chattin' on the net, you
Might end up missin', what?
Chattin' on the net
You might end up missin'

And I'm crip
So you know that I walk with the strap
Run up on me, get clapped
40 hit 'em, get back
All my niggas, yeah, they really move tact
He tryna fight, he gonna get stabbed, what?
He tryna fight, he gonna get stabbed, gang

Why they tryna' be me?
Why catch a diva, she movin' treeshy
If I don't got the gun
Then that nigga get three pieced
Like, keep me a TD, told bro if I clip
Then I might catch a BD
Bitch, I'm in your strip and
I'm spinnin' with Leeky
Gonna take off her pants
Lil' bitch get freaky
Lil' bitch, come and eat me
No we not cool, lil' nigga don't greet me
If I shoot and I miss, I'ma spin
That's a fiji
She like, "Kay, how you did that, baby boy
Come and teach me"

Gang (Gang) , I pour up some wock, that shit got me leanin'
She pourin' the Henny
That bitch say she fiendin'
Cop me a gun, so I spin for no reason
I spot a opp, then I get to squeezin'
I cannot lack so I walk with the heater
Just want the neck, no I do not need her
What? Gang, just want the neck, no
I do not need her, what?
Just want the neck, no I do not need her

Bitch, I'm smoking on Grade A
And I'm looking for DayRay
Hit a opp while I'm up on the same day
Spin through the back
We can't leave through the same way
Brodie got knocked
He was shootin' them damn things
Brodie got knocked
He got stuck in that damn cage
Brodie got knocked
He was shooting that damn day
Grrt, suck my dick, nigga

Gang, and I'm spinnin' that block
I'm spinnin' for fun
I see a opp and I yell out "What's gunnin"
He see the chop, and he started runnin'
I see the cops, but fuck it, I'm dumpin'
What?
I see the cops, but fuck it, I'm dumpin'
Gang

We spinnin' the T's and
I'm with the Flock, he grippin' the chop
Please do not think that we lackin'
'cause you could get shot
These niggas be talkin'
But ain't on nothin'
Hop out the V and then I get to uppin'
What?
Hop out the V and then I get to uppin'
I got a gun, you know I'ma flock
These niggas is damned
They don't be the opps
I pop a perc, I like how it feel
One shot, it's just for the kill
Two more, 'cause my finger itchin'
Chattin' on the net, you
Might end up missin', what?
Chattin' on the net
You might end up missin'
Suck my dick, nigga sevBlock, nigga
RIP the guys, nigga, free the guys
'til I see the guys, nigga
Disrespect the guys, we gon' beat the guys
Nigga