Put the Bity On Lyrics – EBK Trey B

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[Chorus]
EBK up the most, n!gga, you can check the stats
I poured a four to celebrate when they told me he got whacked
I really love my baby hots, they need to free my n!gga Maxx
Tell the truth, we the ones that put the bity on our back

[Verse]
Four nickel with a switch, tryna split a n!gga wig
Bro caught him at that barber shop but he was seen with his kid
They like, "Trey B calm down, you done broke too many wrists"
Yeah, we famous but we still the ones that's hopping out on skids
Broke, n!gga, I ain't got the ho, n!gga, stop asking
You can't put EBK inside your name, ain't score no basket
Three dots, the same spot, in my biddy, it get tragic
N!gga, this a ten milli', so I'm hopping out with plastic
B!tch, we hopping out with switch, it ain't s*it to get you hit
Ten thousand ain't s*it, I went and spent that on my b!tch
And for a hunnid, n!gga, I'ma pour a brick and buy a kit
She just let bro fu*k, so how we beefing with that b!tch?
What the fu*k? We the ones that turnt it up, no cap
I got rich by robbing n!ggas, ain't got none of this s*it off rap
Interrogation only time the North n!ggas speak facts
He on paperwork, how you shoot a video with a rat?
Told the b!tch give the drop, I ain't with all the talking
How the fu*k is *** speaking?, he the only one not walking
This a solid prototype, I'm the only one that got it
Too much dog s*it, boy, this ain't gon' fit inside no wallet
Broke n!gga, matter fact, this ain't gon' fit inside my pocket
Know the police tapping phones, that tough talk, you better stop it
That lil' s*it you got, three times, I done bought it
Told my b!tch if she give me purple jeans, I ain't gon' rock it