Che & Chuckyy Never Too Young To Die Lyrics

[Chorus: Chuckyy]
Uh, it ain't shit to get you hit up, it's a ten mill' in my lap right now
Run up, you get chewed up, .40 barkin', bronem blick shit down
These niggas don't serve no purpose, hell nah, you can't linger 'round
We global now, we on TVs in-store, my fans don't let me shop
I'm only gon' pay for Tris', I'll rob yo' ass, you got some Wock'
I was just gon' buy a kit, but, f*ck that, I'm gon' take his watch
You niggas mens in the middle, I be the man at the top
He confused, don't know what happened, I'm the one that spun the block

[Verse 1: Chuckyy]
Trigger discipline, I'll let out ten, twenty more for the rat home
He let off them shots and didn't hit shit, slow down, you work your mag wrong
Bloodbath, that's my right hand, but my OG, that's my f*ckin' backbone
Buddy got shot in his shit and ain't die but his dumbass can't run
We really be backdoorK, but this backdoor gon' f*ck his mind up
He shoot like he got a blindfold, I shoot like I got on Aimbot
I just came out, Chrome Heart fit, I'm talkin' 'bout to my socks and tank top
He wanna deal with four-nick', I caught him, his ass caught a faceshot (Buh)
Damn, now his face hot, damn, now the jakes hot
Uh, boy, we come out the one-ways, niggas never not on they block
Uh, he bought his lean from me, I served him '-Aid, his dumb ass fake high
How 'bout we do this in broad day? Bail out curtains in his face now
[Chorus: Chuckyy & Che]
Uh, it ain't shit to get you hit up, it's a ten mill' in my lap right now (Need a pint of Wock', need a pint of Wock')
Run up, you get chewed up, .40 barkin', bronem blick shit down (Need a pint of Wock', need a pint of Wock')
These niggas don't serve no purpose, hell nah, you can't linger 'round
We global now, we on TVs in-store, my fans don't let me shop
I'm only gon' pay for Tris', I'll rob yo' ass, you got some Wock' I was just gon' buy a kit, but, f*ck that, I'm gon' take his watch
You niggas mens in the middle, I be the man at the top
He confused, don't know what happened, I'm the one that spun the block

[Verse 2: Che]
Pint of Wock', beam on the Glock (Bleh)
Need a pint of Wock' (Bleh), need a pint of Wock' (Let's go)
Need a pint of Wock', I got lean on rocks, pssh
Beam on the Glock, pssh, beam on the Glock, pssh (Let's go)
Beam on the Glock, yee
If she gon' suck me up, got' suck up Chuckyy too, yee (Woah)
If she gon' suck me— bleh, got' suck up Chuckyy too (Woah)
If she gon' suck me— bleh, got' suck up Chuckyy too, yeah
And my cup got blood in it, real spill (Real spill)
And my cup got blood in it, real spill (Real spill)
Yeah, I'm tryna spin the block, I'm with Lil Trip (On gang)
Yeah, lookin' for an opp, tryna take a trip, tryna take a trip (Slatt)
Uh, need a pint of Wock' (Go), uh, need a pint of Wock' (Go)
Uh, need a pint of Wock' (Let's go), uh, need a pint of Wock' (Damn)
Uh, beam on the Glock, pssh, beam on the Glock, bee
Beam on the Glock, bee, beam on the Glock, bee
Hey, walk in with a 9, I just shot a 9
Hey, walk in with a 9, I just shot a 9
Hey, walk in with a 9, I just shot a 9
Hey, walk in with a 9, I just shot a 9
Uh, need a pint of Wock', uh, need a pint of Wock'
Uh, need a pint of Wock', uh, need a pint of Wock'
Uh, beam on the Glock, pssh, beam on the Glock, bee
Beam on the Glock, bee, beam on the Glock, bee
Uh, need a pint of Wock', uh, need a pint of Wock'
Uh, need a pint of Wock', uh, need a pint of Wock'
Uh, beam on the Glock, pssh, beam on the Glock, bee
Beam on the Glock, bee, beam on the Glock, bee
[Outro: Chuckyy]
Said you got some Wock' right now?
Right now, right now?
f*ck it
Uh, I'm the one that spun the block