Structure K Lyrics – Kay Glizz

Read the full Structure K lyrics by Kay Glizz and Nunnie Da III along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kay Glizz’s music, you can also explore Get Low, another song by Kay Glizz.

[Intro: Kay Glizz]
Fu*k is n!ggas talking ’bout? Word to my mother
Suck my d!ck
N!ggas always d!ck riding
N!ggas be getting the belt, everybody
Look

[Verse 1: Nunnie Da III]
Fu*k all the rap s*it
Kha Struc on d!ck like he don’t got mad deads
That n!gga a bozo, he be d!ck riding like a homo
And I could bet money that RPT don’t know how they getting the belt
And BK, I’m with some n!ggas who do it for CJ
I got the vid of Rello on replay
Kha got shot and he ain’t let his heat spray
But he wanna talk crazy
Structure n!ggas scared of the— shh
Keep dissing the Troops, n!gga think he wavy
I’ma send ***, we like Kyrie and KD
Why he wanna diss? And most of them Structure n!ggas really d!cks
Kha got shot in his ass, he a b!tch
I never heard of Structure n!ggas doing s*it, they just wanna rap
And I heard that they never get back
“That Structure,” all that stupid s*it is wack
All they close friends keep getting clapped
We the Troops, we got the East on our back
N!ggas talking reckless, but chilling with Bronx n!ggas for protection, it’s okay
Only gonna learn his lessons by Bizzy Banks, we taking off his necklace
Who do we smoke? Duba, Blaze in the blunt, he be getting me high
[Puzzy?], Rilla all in the sky, these n!ggas be getting the belt all the time
Why y’all wanna beef and y’all go see the Troops in the streets? When you do, boy, you better have your heat
Liki got booked for stealing car seats, no cap, Structure n!ggas really sweet, n!gga

[Verse 2: Kay Glizz]
Who that right there?
Structure member could get clapped if he lack right there
Duba got clapped in his face before he crashed the whip, he should’ve just Makked right there

*** flock, they never let it flare, but he sit on RPT d!ck, n!gga scared
I’m in the hot ride toting some new s*it, we need a new vic’ to go in the air, frrah, boom
Structure n!ggas goofy, all I gotta do is yell, “23”
They gon’ get to running, ducking they kufis
That’s the thing about them, n!ggas too sweet
[Puzzy?], Duba, I turn ’em to lucies
Best believe I won’t Makk in this two-seat
Trooping through *** two deep, me and Nunnie
On bro grave, s*it’ll get spooky, grrah
Why you sucking us up?
*** fu*k up
*** got it, dare you to run up
He got hit, I guess he put his gun up
I ain’t for nothing, always got my gun tucked
Walk down from sundown to sunup
DThang, tell Woo Lotti get the fu*k up since you wanna suck buddy up, grrah
I’m on bad s*it, someone come harm me
Liki really got booked for a car seat, d!ckhead
I know that he feeling sorry
I got points, somebody come guard me
G23, got the fatty like Ari
We on every block tryna throw parties
Troopers, really moving like the army
Grrah, grrah, grrah

[Outro: Kay Glizz]
Troopers really troop, n!gga, stop dissing us, n!gga