bout to be a fight

Singer:lil' wyte

it's 'bout to be a fight in this club

it's 'bout to be a fight in this club

it's 'bout to be a fight in this club

it's 'bout to be a fight in this club

we gon' snatch them up

and beat them down

we gon' snatch them up

and beat them down

we gon' snatch them up

and beat them down

we gon' snatch them up

and beat them down

down

down

all up in the club with a bad bitch

ni-nigga acting hard

launching

talking cash shit

it ain't nothing for one of these niggas to get blasted

snatched up out the club

now he's sleeping in a casket

you-you-you don't want that

cause i guarantee you ain't with it

the street shit i live it

but if you talking cash i get it

i ain't gonna say shit

i'mma show a nigga who to play with

hit a fuck boy the k bitch

it's a premanent vacation

no time to be playing games

i don't fight fair

nigga fuck beef

re-real nigga i'm from the streets

there ain't one of you niggas gon' fuck with me

frayser bizzle hitting first

beat a nigga down

all my niggas with the shit

so don't come around

beating bitches like it ain't nothing

give them stitches

been tearing clubs up

mosh pit niggas

pulling hoes hair

get robbed

get snatched

pop your head

cartoon locks for that ass

all black on

looking evil with my goons

i don't play fair

and nigga i don't lose

smoke a lot of weed

kicking blade with my patnas

mean mugging bitches

if they jump i'mma pop them

devil shirt on so i'm feeling real dark

got pistols in the club

got pistols in the car

i ain't claiming killa

but i will fuck you up

lesbian kitty

play pussy get stuck

alright

i moved back to memphis so i just reloaded my clips

and called my dogs

told them let's go hit beale street and get fucking senseless

i can't taste this crown

i can't feel my face

i can't see my hands

i can't smell this og wyte kush and i can't hear the band

so i could give a motherfuck about what you do

we roll in the club and set up shop

fire up the loud

gather some hoes

pull out the molly

fuck the cops

fuck your side

bitch we run it

always have and always will

send your girl over here on that bullshit

i'll send that bitch back on a pill

i got boozers with me

shooters with me

fools with me

i got all of the above

rowdy rednecks in my crew

we'll snatch you up

we don't give a fuck

lil wyte i'm still with this shit

tear da club up before i leave

i'm drunk as hell and i'm high as fuck

that's how we do it here in tennessee