PGF Nuk - Niggas Be Bitches lyrics

Boy stay out the way
You ain't really in the field
You ain't tryna catch a opp murder case
Boy stay in yo' place
Yeah glizzy outta state
But he's stay coming back with the drake
Like bitch don't play
These niggas be bitches, boy stay out the way
These niggas be bitches, boy stay out the way

These niggas be straight hoes
Hit a block, pop out
Six niggas with eight poles
Like a swisher but I hate those
Kept shooting out the 50
Fuck around with them broke poles
New opps like new goals, if
You really know mе
On the guys I reach those
High as hеll like rainbows
The opps so dirty swear they
Ass wear the same clothes
Had to wait me a minute had to go get a bag
Y’all thought I was finished
On the guys, we winnin’
Them niggas so broke, on the guys
We chillin’ pop me and might OD
And I won’t stop smokin’ till I reach brodie
Gang shit like OG
These niggas 69, swear they ass so police
If we get booked, checks gon’ free me
But that shit cooked, they can’t get me
These niggas don’t really wanna see me
Set it up, you can meet the glizzy
We gon’ drive, but I’m hoppin’ out on feet
Hit a cut, shorty pop ass like grease
They ain’t never seen a nigga like me
Wit the shit, don’t test, nigga don’t tweak
For Jamal, niggas know I’m finna get back
For the set back
Niggas never on they block cause
They know it’s that
Every time spin they block
Like a running back
Every time spin they block
Like a running back

Gang shit, we ride together
Me and Tavo gon’ slide forever
Me and TY gon’ strive for better
Try to blick me, nigga that’s a never
Boy I stay with the cheese, got a bag on me
Shorty ‘nem gon’ slide for cheddar
Boy, I love this beef, fuck the opps on chief
They don’t know how it come forever

I just wanna get old and still have a roll
Walk with my cane and still have a pole
Young or old, Imma stay on go
I don’t give no fuck, imma stay on my toes
On 59th posted up with the Moes
Or I’m on the trey with the G’s like go
Shorty be slammin’ the beat, I’m cold
I ain’t gotta watch what I say, I’m bold
I’m the one on the block really runnin’ shit
Drop a bag on your head, shorty punish it
53-59 how we comin’ bitch
Hit the wave like I caught a fish
We’ll clean a nigga up like a dirty dish
I’m a boss, you can miss me with the bullshit
Like Lil Herb, bitch we kill shit
Seven of us hit different on some real shit
All that cappin’ on the gram
Boy you better stop
Why you sittin’ on the porch
Boy you better watch
How you claim you an opp
You ain’t shot a opp
How you posted on the block
You ain’t got a Glock
How you say you wanna shop
You ain’t got enough
I ain’t takin’ no shots, got me fucked up
And you walked over here, boy that shit tough

Boy stay out the way
You ain't really in the field
You ain't tryna catch a opp murder case
Boy stay in yo' place
Yeah glizzy outta state
But he's stay coming back with the drake
Like bitch don't play
These niggas be bitches, boy stay out the way
These niggas be bitches, boy stay out the way