Neonte - My Guys Lyrics

Go Ask about me in my city I'm the man on my side
Don't give a Fucc bout who they stepped on they won't step on my guys
We was masked up before corona so we still be outside
We got sticks in tinted rentals let em know we still slidin
Grab that stick grab that stick
Cock it back and let it blow
All these niggas sending threats I'm tryna take a nigga soul
Yea
Oh it get real on my side
We ain't like them other boys you bet not play with my guys
Don't play wit my guys this shit'll get wicked
Some of em slime and some of em 60
Straight out the bottom we call it the trenches
They kno how we rockin we standing on biness
Tryna step on us gon end up missin
Like ceiling fans we always spinnin
Want all the smoke tell me who grilling
Could knock you off but I'm just chilling
We sending shots for every diss
I drop a bag dem boys gon blitz
All you hear is we step on shit like nardo wick
We spinning blocks like night and day
Know we frontline we shoot like klay
Don't come outside them boys ain't safe
Twin nem sticked up wit Glocks and dracs
Big dawg in town they kno it's us
We yellin who want smoke wit us
Ay once it's up they kno it's stuck they better think twice bout trollin us
Dem 4's they know we throw em up
Catch a opp we quick to roll em up
We move as one we all big dawgs I swear it ain't no hoeing us
Go Ask about me in my city I'm the man on my side
Don't give a Fucc bout who they stepped on they won't step on my guys
We was masked up before corona so we still be outside
We got sticks in tinted rentals let em know we still slidin
Grab that stick grab that stick
Cock it back and let it blow
All these niggas sending threats I'm tryna take a nigga soul
Yea
Oh it get real on my side
We ain't like them other boys you bet not play with my guys

Go Ask about me in my city I'm the man on my side
Don't give a Fucc bout who they stepped on they won't step on my guys
We was masked up before corona so we still be outside
We got sticks in tinted rentals let em know we still slidin
Grab that stick grab that stick
Cock it back and let it blow
All these niggas sending threats I'm tryna take a nigga soul
Yea
Oh it get real on my side
We ain't like them other boys you bet not play with my guys
Don't play wit my guys this shit'll get wicked
Some of em slime and some of em 60
Straight out the bottom we call it the trenches
They kno how we rockin we standing on biness
Tryna step on us gon end up missin
Like ceiling fans we always spinnin
Want all the smoke tell me who grilling
Could knock you off but I'm just chilling
We sending shots for every diss
I drop a bag dem boys gon blitz
All you hear is we step on shit like nardo wick
We spinning blocks like night and day
Know we frontline we shoot like klay
Don't come outside them boys ain't safe
Twin nem sticked up wit Glocks and dracs
Big dawg in town they kno it's us
We yellin who want smoke wit us
Ay once it's up they kno it's stuck they better think twice bout trollin us
Dem 4's they know we throw em up
Catch a opp we quick to roll em up
We move as one we all big dawgs I swear it ain't no hoeing us
Go Ask about me in my city I'm the man on my side
Don't give a Fucc bout who they stepped on they won't step on my guys
We was masked up before corona so we still be outside
We got sticks in tinted rentals let em know we still slidin
Grab that stick grab that stick
Cock it back and let it blow
All these niggas sending threats I'm tryna take a nigga soul
Yea
Oh it get real on my side
We ain't like them other boys you bet not play with my guys