Straight to Hell (Explicit)

“Straight To Hell” EBK Jaaybo – Lyrics

Ayy, I just left Scrib

Shot it with one hand, I damn near broke my left wrist

Pull up to my block unannounced, ain't gotta check in

Yeah, Seventh Street baby

Hop out the porch with Smith & Wesson not no.380

Not one human on this block Blood, this street mainey

Yeah, don't slide down Seventh Street too fast Blood, this street janky

All he heard was seven (Ah-rah) and three Drakeys

Yeah, that's a lot of shots

Was just an adolescent when they stretched him, ooh, his mama hot

Can't do what I wanna do to 'em, they gon' call the cops

Can't even lie, l'm hella bougie, threw a hundred shots in all my chops

Do 'em and all the Glocks, dribbled on all my opps

Was on that block like it was good and they all got popped

Caught 'em loafin' right by M&Ms, I was on that with Ra

Yeah, but free Maxx and Baby Maxx

Tinted up, plus it's poles in here, can't drive Mercedes fast

Got too much bag to slide, but I could drop a payment on his ass

Used to be broke, but I'm dropping what he bangin', so it's bad

Yeah, yeah, suited up to go and suit and tie a nigga

Yeah, yeah, been told on, **** got me scared to slide with niggas

Could leave the Glock and bring the chop, it don't matter, it's my decision

The sucker called me with a rat, I think these niggas fine with snitchin'

Yeah, yeah, think I'm too paranoid, I heard a noise and damn near dropped shots

He making songs like he on that, really, I'm the top opp

That last opp that tried to pop it on the 'Gram got popped

On any type of time you niggas on, can't say the hots not

Fly straps when I mob

They ain't spinnin' over there, they got the ones that came before 'em disappointed

When it's twenty fullies comin' at one time, you can't avoid 'em

Straight to hell with my two ones, I know exactly where I'm going

Yeah, yeah, shit, all these voices in my head gettin' annoying

Yeah, yeah, G block baby, tell me we ain't scorin'

Yeah, yeah, bougie, I ain't in that load if it ain't foreign

Yeah, yeah, R.I.P., he KO'd without the snorin'

And be sure to pay attention when you spinnin', that's important

Look, ayy, I think I'm worse than Satan

Droppin' bodies in the streets, my mom stressin', been hurtin' her lately

Before I spin with goofy niggas, I'll purge with the babies

Too big to slide with lil' gadgets, I'm purgin' with Drakey

The first one outrageous

But when you catch that second one, you strong enough to take it

Don't bring my name up in no murders, Blood, I didn't spank him

They say I drove that young man to slide, I didn't take him Nigga, free the thugs