Darealswavo - BEND THE CORNER Lyrics

Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm mmm
Yea yopp

Niggas finished
On my baby
It's just crazy how they played it
I'ma leave it in the streets

Catch eem, rock his ass to sleep like a baby
He gone hear that BOW-BOOM
Then hit the pavement
Get up on him, hit his throat for sure for sure

Ain't no maybe
Im gone tweak, hope GOD save you
These niggas through, finished, cooked
Niggas done

Telling pops I'm sending som
And this shit ain't about no gun
Some niggas fake, some niggas snake
I made your plate, you stole the crumb

Bum ass nigga
I made you a plate nigga
My baby opp like 5'2
Swing dis Drake and make him shorter

You said it's war
Yeah yop
Just make sure your shit in order
Niggas talk about this and that

Go to the gram, who really scoring
They said I won't bust the strap
Let's see when I bend the corner
Same place I catch a nigga

Where he dying at
Up that blrrr
Ain't no firing back
Go ask your mama

Play with fire, you get burnt
Boy stop trying that, my old .40
Put in work
I shoulda signed that

20 sum n broke, where yo grind at?
Ever since a jit
Told mama find me where the slimes at
Told her she could find me
Tweaking with the tweakers

Let him hit this block
I bet I throw the blrrrrr
Through the speaker
You was in there trying to learn

I'm throwing deals
Ask my teacher
You hit the house and played the game
I'm outside trying to find the geekers

Phone was slapping like the 80's wit no beeper
I got two k's on me now
Check my build
I'm a scorer

The boys ain't ready for no war
Yeah yop
They getting poorer
They pillow talking

Say that blicky just for show
That boy a hoe
He ain't gonna blow it
And I'm knowing

I told them boys
Let's see about it
When I bend the corner
Keep acting like I ain't that same

Young nigga made you run wit that yea yop
Niggas play I'm giving headshots
All that dissing On the gram
That same shit
That got your man shot

You better stop
While you ahead (yee)
Got a loose leaf
Full of dead opps

Pop a 30
Getting to tweaking
Like the meds got eem
Hearing niggas speaking

I ain't spinning
Kno the feds got me
Niggas ain't gonna catch one
They just saying bodies

You ain't finna pop out
And start blowing
This ain't for everybody
My baby opp like 5'2
Swing dis Drake and make him shorter

You said it's war
Yeah yop
Just make sure your shit in order
Niggas talk about this and that

Go to the gram, who really scoring
They said I won't bust the strap
Let's see when I bend the corner