Lyrics I Feel Like Teezy T, Pt. 2 - Dangerous Remix - HitEmUpTy feat. MurderMeezy

Hey yeah
Oooh it's getting dangerous
Hey yeah
I feel like Teezy T
Hey yeah (I feel like Teezy T hey yeah)
Ay ty hit that shit up, it's Brutal on the beat

Duck down watch yo head uh
These niggas ain't playing they fed uh
He talk a lot we call him Ted uh
Like Carti he gone see some red uh
That boy better stay in his bed uh
If he fuck with us he gone he dead uh
Two to the head that boy thought he was safe
I got that glockie and I'm finna spray
That Glock had a dick and he thought it was gay
His body a trophy it's up on display
Them bullets slow motion they got a delay
We not leaving him pale we leaving him gray
We spinning his block and we spinning today
We giving him flowers just like a Boquet
And this on the house he do not gotta pay
We all know the saying you play then you lay
You play then you lay (You lay)
We came in your house we did not come to stay
He was dissing on Ty somehow he passed away
And his momma so sad she is in disarray
Choppa hit him he singing like he Coi Leary
He thought it was Broadway but we didn't come play
And we got the scale but it's not here to weigh
And I'm switching my flow cause I'm singing today (Teezy Flow)

You can't even come outside
We seeking so you wanna hide
Well come out that house
Cause I got you a question I need you to come and decide
And if you don't come out we kicking that door down
And you know we coming inside
Putting that gun right between yo eyes
I hope you don't like telling lies
And don't try to run or scream or cry boy I see the fear in your eyes
Do you wanna die fast or slow my nigga We'll let you decide
Cause if you wanna die real slow then we taking you for a ride
And if you so happen to just fast we shooting you right in the eyes

Hey yeah
Duck down watch head uh
These niggas ain't playing they fed uh
He talk a lot we call him Ted uh
Like Carti he gone see some red uh
That boy better stay in his bed uh
He fuck with us he gone he dead uh
Two to the head that boy thought he was safe
I got that glockie and I'm finna spray
That Glock had a dick and he thought it was gay
His body a trophy it's up on display
Them bullets slow motion they got a delay
We not leaving him pale we leaving him gray
We spinning his block and we spinning today
We giving him flowers just like a Boquet
And this on the house he do not gotta pay
We all know the saying you play then you lay

Bitch you play then you lay
We spinning your block and we spinning today
I'm fucking your bitch and I nut on her face
I'm eating that thing she play with my braids hold on
Pull out that choppa he running inside
Hold up lil boy see the fear in your eyes
This shit like McDonald's you testing my niggas
You order some beef and it's coming with fries
We step in your town
You talking that shit so it's finna go down
I'm the king of BG (Bowling Green)
You niggas my subjects I need me a crown
Do a song with ty if we do bang on em I know we gone shout

Where you going baby I need you in my life?
She treat the dick like it's a cookie and she taking a bite
That's my lil shorty ride the dick like it's a bmx bike
Come to crib if she ain't fucking then she taking a hike
Hey yeah Duck down watch head
These niggas they capping they fed
He talk a lot we call him Ted
Like Carti he gone see some red
That boy better stay in his bed
He fuck with us he gone he dead
Two to the head that boy thought he was safe
I got that glockie and I'm finna spray