Stonie Statz - Hurt (feat. Reckless Ronnie) Lyrics

You gon get somebody hurt
Say you trappin gas but it's dirt
You gon get somebody hurt
Thought you had a stain now you murked
You gon get somebody hurt
Ran off with that pack ain't flip that work
Hoe you gon get somebody hurt
The way you shake that ass and you twerk
Dare a f*ck nigga to try to reach up for my ducketz
Pull a move, if it's bout my erniez like i'm bert
I was geekin in the Heightz off the purp
And the Sherbet
Glizzy on my waist like a harness
I was doing 80 in a 30
Yea
She was by my side then i curved her
Told her send that brain on the urgent
She was wildin with her teeth like she was vermin
Beatin down your block in the drop and it's cleaner then detergent
You gon get somebody hurt
Can't rock with that lame shit you kickin lil bitch i'm allergic
You gon get somebody hurt
Flexing like a nigga bench pressing
Give no f*ckz about no courtesiez
Yea
Triggers if you slither
Snap ya vertebrae
Told her shake that ass like it got parkinsonz
Told her shake it
Bagged her in my 720'z
Kustom cardigan
Run up in that trap all black, he spin he zapped
Now we pourin up redrum like it was bar tended
You gon get somebody hurt
Say you trappin gas but it's dirt
You gon get somebody hurt
Thought you had a stain now you murked
You gon get somebody hurt
Ran off with that pack ain't flip that work
Hoe you gon get somebody hurt
The way you shake that ass and you twerk
I had got somebody murked
Somebody murked
And washed away my sinz letz go to church
Go to church
I ran off on the plug and took his work
Mmhmm
Mmhmm
He played me when he said i came up short
F*ck you mean
Mmhmm
Hmm
My baby momma trippin letz go to court
I'm tellin ya
I'll take ya life and wear you on a shirt
On a shirt
You say you got my back i never burped
No trust
Kick back from these niggas i'm a jerk
Yea
Ignore these bird bitchez like a chirp
Brrr
I don't sleep at night i like to lurk
Hold on
All i feel is pain who got a perc
Ya'll niggas jumped i got kicked off the porch
By my momma
Can't lie i used to dig in my mamma's purse
I did, i did
Ain't gon mention my bm in this verse
Told her i won't
Got some niggas up top, glad not the dirt
My father, my brother, and my lil one
And if this bitch keep staring at me ima flirt
Yea
You gon get somebody murked
You gon get somebody hurt
You gon get somebody murked
You gon get somebody hurt
You gon get somebody murked
You gon get somebody hurt
You gon get somebody smoked
Like this purp
Crank this shit up with ya bitch N dem
Glizzy on my bursa
Say she like the way the clip extend
Countin up them bankletz
Dare a f*ck nigga to reach this way
Used to crush on Cathy she was classy
Like where my teacher stay
Hanging out the drop smokin kush pack
You gon get somebody hurt
Seemed i hurt they feelingz when i looked back
Yea... Yea
That hate up in your blood gon get you dirt bagged
Give no f*cks about your two cents and it ain't worth that
Worth that