Lyrics Enemies - AK Juice

Aye, aye, aye
Wrap 'em up just like it's Christmas, you on my hit list
Scorpion, bitch imma finish
NLE feel like a menace
Yo shorty lickin'
Know that that choppa be blickin
Grown ass nigga you bitchin'
Just like some bitches
Lurkin' on Kim K's insta
Shorty gon take me a picture
Look like a snicker
Run up get capped like a fitted
Doin' this shit for my family
If you an enemy
Run up get cooked like a recipe
Shorty gon lick on my sesame
That nigga dead to me
Gotta defend on my legacy
Switchin', so that nigga dead to me
Too much insanity
Choppa gon shoot at you rapidly
Said we got beef but he dappin' me
Stop all that cappery
Choppa gon bake like a bakery
Speakin' just like im a preacher
He get mad, she get mad, they get mad
Bitch I get heated
Broken faucet, choppa leakin'
"AK tweakin', that nigga swear he a demon"
AK nigga on the lyrics
Hear that "AK" then my nigga
You know he gon kill it
Bob the builder, said he drillin'
He ain't did it, that nigga saw it, a witness
Hop on the beat I get jiggy
Yo bitty friendly
Niggas be bitches, they petty
You ain't no killer, you sissy
Yo glock pretty
Gimme that shit, you aint' wit it
Nigga gon say im a bitch?
Touch on my momma or brother if you on that shit
Better not touch on shit
Promise, on brodie you do it you gonna get hit
Niggas don't know how I get
Caught me a loss and a couple, but Ian no bitch
Young turnt nigga, I'm pissed
Stay out of drama, it find me, the world on my dick
Fuck it, I might 'well get lit
Get me some bread and go boxin' and get me a stick
Said that I wouldn't be shit
Now look, yo momma and shorty be bumpin' my shit
Niggas don't know how it is
Devil come to get you, demons talkin' to you
And you always in your head
Fuck it I might aswell be dead
But I gotta get the bread
Make sure my niggas ain't dead
And my momma gettin' fed, promise
You don't wanna be in my head
Aye, get popped like a percy, a druggie
Choppa gon make a nigga do the dougie
And if you live it, nigga you is lucky
Jumpin' and dodgin', have a nigga duckin'
And if a nigga talkin', plottin' funny
Bullets gon' hip and hop just like a bunny
That nigga soft as hell, he be a gummy
Thinkin' I'm stupid, nigga you a dummy
Choppa gon' shoot a nigga in the stomach
Fuckin', she feel the dick up in her tummy
F&N, duffle bag it so its hidden
Shorty gon taste the semen like it's honey
Niggas be hatin' on me with no money
Choppa gon heat a nigga like it's sunny
Niggas don't squabble now, these niggas gunnin'
Then they gon say they gangster? It be funny
Aye, Glock 26, F&N
Smith and Wessons
Learn with the stick
Go and teach a nigga lessons
Go and get some bread
When yo life give you lemons
And you know my name, "AKG", I'm a demon
No nigga, you is not active
Stop all that cappin'
Stupid ass shit you be rappin'
No nigga, you is not reppin'
Don't got no weapon
Matter fact, nigga you petty
No nigga, you is not steppin'
Blood spill leakin'
Yes, that be where you be headed
If a nigga try to play me, or stay hatin
Pan him up, cook him like bacon
Shittin' on niggas, I might need a diaper
Aye, niggas want smoke? Here's the lighter
Pinocchio hit him, like he be a liar
Aye, if i got stick we not fighting
We don't be snitchin', my niggas stay silent
Aye, niggas out here really dyin'
Brodie got shot, why you sittin' there quiet?
My nigga die? Then them bullets start flyin'