Lyrics Ones - fuktokyo!

(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Huh, Yeah)
(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea oh what?)
(Ahh, ahh, ahh.)
Talking the shit and I shoot at a opp
Shot at a opp go Blah Blah Blah
I shot at a mothafuckin' opp
I shot at a mothafuckin' opp
I shot back at a mothafuckin' cop
Yeah one rule one, one, one, one, one yeah

[?] put it on one
Run up missing that boy go sun
I got a stick on me but it's still the same gun
Bust down AP and it cost a fund
I'm in the back and i'm sippin' mud
I'm in the back and i'm sippin on wock!
Try to stop me and get beat with the Glock
That boy is so scared he trippin on rocks
Flocking at him he start ducking them shots
You know where I be,I be on the block
(?) get 'nocked
He was gon' make it up but that lil' nigga stopped
Man be with the feds, the police to hot
That lil' nigga trippin, why you hanging with cops
You is a cop you is a fed
Run up on me you get lit with the led
I got a Glock aim at yo head
[?] Same tec
Shoot that Lil' boy up in his neck. (Up in his neck, Up in his neck)
He talking down he don't get my respect

Yuh, Yuh he talking down he don't get no 'sepect
He talking shit we hit at his neck
Shot 123 hit with this blatt
I'm not Carti but my slatts
These niggas better show more respect
(Show more respect)
Dude can get hit with this mac
Yeah, yeah, yeah and I let my shi' go blow
All of my homies yeah that's my bros
She still "Tokyo call yo' hoes"
Talking that shit but I aim at yo bro
Talking that shit but you know what to know
(Know what to know)

Yea, yea, yea
Talking that shit boy is finna get you stretched
Fucking yo bitch that bitch gave me neck
Wipe my nose say slatt, slatt, slatt
And you can get hit with this mac, mac, mac, yuh mac