Dusa (feat. Kevin Gates)

Just stay the f**k out my way that's all I say dog

Nuts be hangin' to the floor you know I do my s**t

Mini Draco cool but this AR ain't got no kick

Shell catcher on the stick

We try to stretch 'em we don't miss

Walk down head shot until we finish that's a b***h

Mm satellite be bumpin' but I'm tryna go legit

Used to twist them onions in the kitchen with my wrist

Unlock the door but check the camera

Junkies in and out this b***h

Got 'em fightin' throwin' fits they just tryna get a fix

They already gon' think I'm givin' you them bricks ya you heard me

You heard me

Hahaha f**k 'em

They already gon think I done turnt your light on the other way

Ya heard me

They gon' be like "ooh that b***h ain't shinin'

Gates got 'em turnt up out here"

Tan colored sweater my H ain't come with no **

Olive can ignizy you flinch and I blow yo s**t off

B-Big Dusa pull up on me I drop 'em on him he gettin' off

Backend readjustment a hundred bricks I'ma send off

You ain't check ya bumper that tracking censor ain't click off

I don't play hotels d**k her down and drop ya lil b***h off

Losses come with distance ain't for those that got a weak heart

Lieutenants stand on nation business I just took the week off

I just fell back in the trenches with them birds for the low

They say it's smoke then we don't go

We bring them choppas to they door

I do my Diddy with that fifty ain't a question I'ma blow

You see that demon in my eyes n***a

It's homicide n***a

We still murder mind traumatized

We gon' sling that fire n***a

I'm all off the wonder with that chopper

Tryna slide n***a

They got blood on that money b***h I still want it creep and crawl

B***h I been a dog I'll set it off no Queen Latifah

Death before dishonor yeah

Baby quick go grab them heaters we get even with them b***hes

And they know we do

Still'a dress up like Beetlejuice

Until my a*s get rid of you

Say lil daddy leave me lone dog

One order they'a slaughter you

Nuts be hangin' to the floor you know I do my s**t

Mini Draco cool but this AR ain't got no kick

Shell catcher on the stick

We try to stretch 'em

We don't miss

Walk down head shot until we finish that's a b***h

Mm satellite be bumpin' but I'm tryna go legit

Used to twist them onions in the kitchen with my wrist

Unlock the door but check the camera

Junkies in and out this b***h

Got 'em fightin' throwin' fits they just tryna get a fix