Yella Beezy – Headlocc Lyrics
Yella Beezy – Headlocc Lyrics
[feat. Young Thug]
Say, JT
I said I’m on my young n**ga s**t with this one, you feel me
Ayy, and I got the streets too, you know
I got it, I got it, blame it on Monstah
I got, I got, I got it, I got it, I got it
Hey, hey, I got your b**ch in a headlock
F**ked on that b**ch, then I sped off
Hit the gas, lookin’ for red dots, headlock
Kickin’ big s**t ’til my legs lock
What the f**k, n**ga, them fed cars
223 knock a b**ch head off, headlock
Young n**gas ’round me roguish
You ain’t gotta ask, I’m totin’
Big four-five, I’m focused, headlock
I’ll bust a n**ga head open
Killers on side, they scopin’
And I’ll put the play in motion, headlock
Hey, hey, you bumpin’, I hope that you ’bout it, n**ga
Got all of my lil’ n**gas ridin’, n**ga
And your s**t they gon’ make you come out it, n**ga, headlock
Got Uzis and choppers, n**ga
You cuffin’ that b**ch and she garbage, n**ga
I shoot her a text, she come swallow, n**ga, headlock
We ain’t worried ’bout him
We ain’t worried ’bout s**t
He so tender d**k
I could send a play his way
‘Cause he still worried ’bout a b**ch
These n**gas say they gangster
Talkin’ rah-rah, but he ain’t really murkin’ s**t
He ain’t really hurtin’ s**t
In the car with him
You gotta be careful, lil’ b**ch
‘Cause it’s gon’ get hit
He’ll be the first one to snitch
He’ll be the first one to snitch
The first one to b**ch
He’ll be the first one to trip
Oh, s**t, damn, look at this, mmh
What happened to that tough time
N**gas just bumpin’, that’s bluff time
I swear my lil’ n**gas cock iron
Fifty n**gas with me, got a bunch more comin’
Hey, hey, I got your b**ch in a headlock
F**ked on that b**ch, then I sped off
Hit the gas, lookin’ for red dots, headlock
Kickin’ big s**t ’til my legs lock
What the f**k, n**ga Them fed cars
223 knock a b**ch head off, headlock
Young n**gas ’round me roguish
You ain’t gotta ask, I’m totin’
Big four-five, I’m focused, headlock
I’ll bust a n**ga head open
Killers on side, they scopin’
And I’ll put the play in motion, headlock
Ayy, I pour up the purple potion, ayy
I made lil’ mama get an abortion, ayy
The coupe is all white like it’s lotion, headlock
You talkin’ like h*es and they notice
AK, it can stop all your motion
I put somethin’
on your head like Yoshi,
headlock
I bought the Patek at Saks
Ask the b**ch where her hip and it’s snatched
That lil’ b**ch comin’ back like I’m crack
I had told that b**ch Gucci my slacks
I had Gottis that shot in back
Paid the cops to cover my tracks
Get the mop, too big for the spatula
She had came on my d**k, then I spread it
Can’t go back and go forth ’bout, it’s regular
Get them pounds out the bags and we bag it up
I had put twenty-sevens on a diνe-in truck
Then I told the lil’ b**ch get her Caddy up
Through the Carti’ scope, I see they mad at us
Yeah, I see they mad at us
Whip the black ‘Ventador and it’s matted up
Got a baddie and she ain’t American
Pay the shopping bill, I’m in America
Hey, hey, I got your b**ch in a headlock
F**ked on that b**ch, then I sped off
Hit the gas, lookin’ for red dots, headlock
Kickin’ big s**t ’til my legs lock
What the f**k, n**ga Them fed cars
223 knock a b**ch head off, headlock
Young n**gas ’round me roguish
You ain’t gotta ask, I’m totin’
Big four-five, I’m focused, headlock
I’ll bust a n**ga head open
Killers on side, they scopin’
And I’ll put the play in motion, headlock…
:Yella Beezy – Headlocc Lyrics
