Quilly DaVinci - AHHH HA - Remix Lyrics

AHHH HA
Nigga
(AHHH HA)
I had to kill this shit I ain't gon lie
Aye Look (Yo YBH)

Like I'm gon' respond to whatever you on
Bitch I pulled up on hots we get everybody gone
And niggas lyin' they fraud
If niggas eyein' we toss
Don't touch that iron, boy this shit knock down a giant we like AHHH HA
I had to pull up and show 'em that me and my niggas we not with the ra-ra
He want the beef that's Five Guys
Get 'em gone then we fuckin' his babas
Better tell your family (Bye-bye)
Cus we plottin' on hittin' ya matta
That's a fact, everybody move tact
Spin through the front, spin through the back bitch

Like hold on wait, strippers showin' pussy bring them bucks out
They want the addy we got all the thick bitches at Chuck house
And my niggas hit you with that Little Mac, we ain't gon' Punch Out
They been in the gym all winter so it's suns out guns out
Givin' back, I been payin' my dues
That lil nigga got something to prove
Nigga I'm 'boutta hop on a flight
I'm landin' in Florida this afternoon
Do you see my neck? These Vivian jewels
I need my respect you niggas is fools
And these niggas always talkin' bout what they did
Like fuck nigga what you gon' do?
Like demon time my lil bro the janitor he need a mop
It's cleaning time, my lil bro on the clock he work from 3 to 9
He went the wrong way, he wasn't reading' the signs now we gon' leave 'em blind
We really slidin' you rub me the wrong way then yo life on the line
Like doctor check his EKG, he dyin' all the .223's be flyin'
Hit him in the temple now he a Mayan, anyone said I was pussy was lyin'
Ain't nobody doin' this shit like lil Quilly that young nigga got it down to a science
Like how the fuck I get on my nerdy shit on a song like this?
Like slut her out, I'm up in her mouth I'm changin' dental plans
I feel like Smurk, OTF, OTM, hoppin' out a rental van
We gon' murk, you gon' think I'm psycho the way I did the man
We on they turf, all my niggas wylin out no they don't give a damn
We go berserk, every time my niggas spin we gotta bend again
Bitch do ya worst, you say that you got some steppers nigga send 'em then
First to the first, we don't give 'em no breaks we breakin' they shit again
I could set ya homie ass up his ass a middle man

Like I'm gon' respond to whatever you on
Bitch I pulled up on hots we get everybody gone
And niggas lyin' they fraud
If niggas eyein' we toss
Don't touch that iron, boy this shit knock down a giant we like AHHH HA
I had to pull up and show 'em that me and my niggas we not with the ra-ra
He want the beef that's Five Guys
Get 'em gone then we fuckin' his babas
Better tell your family (Bye-bye)
Cus we plottin' on hittin' ya matta
That's a fact, everybody move tact
Spin through the front, spin through the back bitch