To The Opps, From YSK

Lyrics: Shakar YSK Kamal Music: Shakar YSK Kamal [Intro] Yo Charlie, I like this one DT5 on the beat I'm Nimz, it's a [?], yeah? (Haha) YSK Ayo, D1 did a mazza still
[Chorus: YSK] How can a man beef me? All the opps snitching YSK got them twitching I do up nightmares when I creep up with the chest out Don't [?] out, can't rest up I've got packs from the music Whip the pot in the bando, then use it (Whip, whip) Don't chat on my name or loose it Feelin' clout, but he can't get using
[Verse 1: YSK] Left-left-left hand woosh and my right hand band (Bow) When I pull up, it [?] insane I know opp boys felt that pain When we grab that stupid lookin' chain I don't even want that ****ing chain (I don't want it) I just put him in his ****ing place And I swear, next day when he's steppin' with the Gs He'll go homะต with a missing brain
[Verse 2: YSK] I swear, Freeze Up slaps but this bangs (Grrrrr) And I see opps crying with hate Whะตn I see them views go mad Triple01's rising in the Scottish game (Bow) It's a solo freestyle change Tryna get that name from my ****ing frame (My fame) And the block, my bros don't [?] talk So we get that bag with pace
[Verse 3: YSK] I don't-I don't chase The bad Bs come quick, just wait (Just wait) Baby, this ain't no race No time, so I'm ****ing pointing these dates I don't play (I don't, no) They might chat on my name, best pray When I dip them, bless [?] And I see no man that steps on my lane And dash them [?] remains
[Verse 4: YSK] Resume that When I smack it Clippin' my waist when I back it Talk cap on my name, lemme track it, back it Trigga rode through and he whacked it, whacked it In the corridor when I track this mag there (Brrrrr) And the opps just keep on actin' And a friend of an opp, we slapped it, wrapped it So go 'n' chat that madness
[Verse 5: YSK] Get jiggy with it (Get, get) Get, get jiggy with that waist Back that ass when I grabbed it, grabbed it Galy wanna buss, [?] on waist Yeah, she gon' feel that weight (She gon' feel that) She gon' ride till I get that sprayed And I popped them-I popped them waist So I bumped into another girl's way
[Verse 6: YSK] You can get hit But you can't get saved by Alan McGregor No Chester, no Westers Bang on the street like Vardy, Folester So don't pester, you got pressured And I swing that blade, no wetter And I ain't no Joker, like Heath Ledger When I dig for this sweater
[Verse 7: YSK] Zoot on my right, left is a maggie You can't forget that ramb on my trackie Don't chat back when your asked that shit When I swung that, got pulled like shit And I swear that opps got fruity (Fruity) So I may as well call them Judy Oh Lucy, with a booty And I got no time for the newbies (Haha)
[Verse 8: YSK] Pull up, pull up with the Barbies No dargies Yeah I back that, wallahi Don't start me, come party with the army When I shove this deep in the ends With the chargers deep in your friends Runnin' man down is a one-way trail When I dip my shank, I hope it don't bend when I open my chest
[Chorus: YSK] How can a man beef me? All the opps snitching YSK got them twitching I do up nightmares when I creep up with the chest out Don't [?] out, can't rest up I've got packs from the music Whip the pot in the bando, then use it (Whip, whip) Don't chat on my name or loose it Feelin' clout, but he can't get using
[Outro] Three times over Yo Charlie, I like this one DT5 on the beat I'm Nimz, it's a [?]-