CEO Trayle - Uzi Style lyrics

Yeah ayy
It's a go (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, Big Backdoor it's the biggest (Go)
Nigga, it's the biggest, bitch (Yeah)

Execution, Uzi style
Chopper made the earth quake, movin' 'round
Just wait 'til Backdoor find out
Where he hidin' out
We slimed him out, them slimes around
Get to slitherin'
Peel back that thirty clip banana style
He got skills that was heaven-sent
Can't tell him how
Get to skrrt-ing on the jet, I skrrt, skrrt
I'm out
You know I skrrt, skrrt in the kitchen too

Nigga, as the night falls
Watch for the dark ones
You know that some of your days gon'


Be long plus the hard ones
Foenem crackin' cards
I had crack like this was Harlem
Lean back, Terror Squad them
Them bullets gon' bombard them
Ayy, you a dog, nigga, bark then

Nigga get to Harlem Shaking opposition
Can't let the coppers listen
They might hear the proposition
C4 cut out his own tongue
They ever saw me snitchin'
I was with my player partners pimpin'
Shoot first, hardly missin'
Percocet, a double cup
And syrup for nutrition
Tonight, I made that lean blue
First it was purple, Clean juice
4 ain't ever change on me, damn
Why he change on you?
Most likely did some flaw
Shit that's unexplainable
I'm just comin' to get that car spinned
That's what I came to do
Body-catchin' body baggers
1080 the body snatchers
Hit the lights and I jump out
The jakes was tryna snatch us
He spend money on bitches, not his kids
He livin' backwards
I was a kid, throw him up
Get busted with the tackles he doin' a bid
Free all my brothers out them shackles
She want a wig? Well
She better suck it 'til I splatter
Ayy, this fuckin' SIG, whenever I up it
They gon' scatter
Why the hell you backdoored the backdoorsman?
Off the drank, I get to dozin'
Let me up whatever rank I'm low in
Yeah, nutted already, she steady suckin'
Steady strokin' it ain't no boxin' 4
Chopstick out in the open

Nigga, as the night falls
Watch for the dark ones
You know that some of your days gon'
Be long plus the hard ones
Foenem crackin' cards
I had crack like this was Harlem
Lean back, Terror Squad them
Them bullets gon' bombard them
Ayy, you a dog, nigga, bark then

Hold on, let me smell it
Open that, let me scale it
If my dog ever cross me, Big Backdoor Melly
(I'm Melly) you got connections, really?
I was gon' get the bread, the Jiffy
Deucey lemonade, the Simply
Wock' and I get to shiftin'
C4 Ace and Mitch
But I saw a little bit of myself in Rico
Long story short
Nigga better tell me when he get them kilos
Package expedited, made some songs
They never liked it they never gave a fuck
Big Backdoor overhyped it
Get that bitch uno nighted (One night)
Where the lil' pocket pipe at?
Nigga, I was droppin' back to back
They ain't like that
Just gave her twenty, nigga
Where that hype at?
It's a fish fry payin' for your funeral
It's just business as usual
Enjoy the car in a lil' while
Score and I barely smile
My son the only thing help me smile
(My only son) day-one that'll help me out
Uh, I had to figure it out
She was leaking, get the towel
He was leaking, put him down
Yeah, just throw in the towel
It's like you in denial
Yeah, yeah, the Porsche trucky
I grab the wheel, trust me
Remember when I was dusty
Standin' outside servin' custys
Yeah, this broke-ass bitch
She really disgust me
Yeah, bitch, go get rich or
You'll never touch me, 4