Songtexte Behind That Tree (feat. bredk) - Maurii

Don't be a pussy now that all my brothers on yo ass bitch
I been rolling hard off these pills, im finna' flat shit
I know sum' niggas blood, they be scream in' out that blatt shit
He say that he a slime, okay yeah we finna' slatt shit
Wipe that nigga nose, make sho' he can't breathe
We gon' catch him quick put him on a tee
We gon' do the drill skrrt off finna' leave
Please don't take his life, we had him begging please

He ain't gon' use his head put it in his lap
My brothers they been feenin' they gon' get him wrapped
Don't take nun' but a band for to get you wrapped
Hop on beats and run it, im fin' overlap, huh all these niggas
You bet not stop at that light, we gon' bust yo' fitted
Yeah all yo' potnas' run, we know they not wit' it
Know it's gon' take me sum' time for to go and get it
No I cannot lack gotta stay wit' my blicky
He try to run off on me, bitch and we gon' shoot him like he Ricky
I like all my bitches tens, no i ain't really picky
We killed her son uh huh okay now his momma pissy
Shoulda' listened to me when I told his ass stop that dissin'
Don't let us catch you by yo' dolo, kidnap you finna' go missin'
Yeah yo' momma ain't gon' see you again better kiss her
And yo' bitch my dick in her mouth, you finna' kiss her
Yeah that shit a damn shame, When we kill you she ain't finna miss you
We gon' walk him down tell him in his ear he shoulda' listened
Ain't a bad boy unless you talkin' bout' the fuckin' Pistons

Don't be a pussy now that all my brothers on yo ass bitch
I been rolling hard off these pills, im finna' flat shit
I know sum' niggas blood, they be scream in' out that blatt shit
He say that he a slime, okay yeah we finna' slatt shit
Wipe that nigga nose, make sho' he can't breathe
We gon' catch him quick put him on a tee
We gon' do the drill skrrt off finna' leave
Please don't take his life, we had him begging please

Yeah, he was begging please robbery don't fuckin' sneeze
We got choppa, ain't no fucking point to get behind that tree
Ima chase ya' down, hop out like a no door jeep
Oh you gang gang diss me bitch and get yo' ass put on a tee
Trigger happy as da' fuck, I show my teeth i'm finna' squeeze
Make a pussy nigga bleed period, bitch yo' life deceased
Hollow hot shit cooking grease, get in the streets, get up with me
Yeah I ain't finna drop a bag, im stacking watch me spin the v
I can't spare a thing bitch ion' give a fuck about yo' kid
Hold it steady aim and put that blue light of his fucking teeth
His bitch pussy water but the shit smell like the coral reef
Yeah bad ass lil' nigga I was scorin' I was 17
Problem child I was popping beans, bitch im not a fein
Hit a pussy nigga in his spleen, I want cheddar cheese
Yeah yo' bitch jocking my shit she wan' talk about the birds and bees
Got the 9 I want the trey 57, Gen 5 33
Yeah 38 auto coming after that gon' spill they beans
Dumping at yo' pontas I don't give a fuck who on yo' team
Come around me holding im gone make you take off all yo' bling
Nightmare fuel you diss me, im gone pop up in yo' fuckin' dreams
Hating and you watching I don't give a fuck i'm doin' me
Niggas actin' tuff I ask around and they sayin' he sweet

Don't be a pussy now that all my brothers on yo ass bitch
I been rolling hard off these pills, im finna' flat shit
I know sum' niggas blood, they be scream in' out that blatt shit
He say that he a slime, okay yeah we finna' slatt shit
Wipe that nigga nose, make sho' he can't breathe
We gon' catch him quick put him on a tee
We gon' do the drill skrrt off finna' leave
Please don't take his life, we had him begging please