JaGlizz - BAIL OUT & DRENCH HIM Pt. 2 Lyrics

Uh yeah
Uh uh uh uh
Hop in that ride I spot a opp on that block and I come through I'm swinging the belt
Them bullets they ripped through his flesh and I slap on the button the switchy done f*cked up his health
Said he gon' kill me I nailed his dumbass to the cross and his dumbass did that to his self
A G22 and selector on back and a demon come reaping you crying for help
Late night we mobbing and cruising tryna bend through a block and then hop out come back with a rank
We striking the Bity with switches & yops and my man to the left tryn crack him a face
Speak on the dead we can speak about the bread and this bitch got a clappy so swing me a Chase
This shit all a act I can catch me a case so the G-Locks is props and the switches is fake
I'm teaching these niggas I'm giving these niggas a lesson the only way out it is death
He thought he was tough so we bent through his block and that shit had got bad but what did you expect?
Don't diss on the dead cause you laying your bed if I catch that boy loafing I put him to rest
Don't loaf on that block keep your head on a swivel I bend through that shit I bail out then you drenched
Hop out that ride then we chasing him down then we stand over top and we cracking his face
Go on a hit then I'm going OT cause' the law tryn' blitz I ain't catching a case
Bippin' through West in a striker the law feeling bold so we taking the law on a chase
These niggas be running you know you can't hide you ain't getting too far without tying your lace
Niggas be scatted backdooring they homies my niggas we eating we sharing a plate
Think with your dick boy you taking a risk got her texting his gram and he taking the bait
Uh and he taking the bait
Think with your dick boy you taking a risk got her texting his gram and he taking the bait
Hop in that ride I spot a opp on that block and I come through I'm swinging the belt
Them bullets they ripped through his flesh and I slap on the button the switchy done f*cked up his health
Said he gon' kill me I nailed his dumbass to the cross and his dumbass did that to his self
A G22 and selector on back and a demon come reaping you crying for help
Late night we mobbing and cruising tryna bend through a block and then hop out come back with a rank
We striking the Bity with switches & yops and my man to the left tryn crack him a face
Speak on the dead we can speak about the bread and this bitch got a clappy so swing me a Chase
This shit all a act I can catch me a case so the G-Locks is props and the switches is fake