Ape Activities

By FMB DZ

On The Gift 3

Released on February 21, 2020

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[Intro]

(Getta Beats)

The big Whoop

Hmm

Yeah, huh

Huh, woop


[Verse]

Niggas act like I left the city like I won't bome back

I've been tryna calm gang gang down but they like, "Fuck that"

Got my young niggas hittin' corners, they on bullshit

They on dumb shit, told D-Money load that drum clip

Last nigga reached for my chain got his dome hit

Young nigga doin' BNEs, don't get your home hit

I'm the type of nigga that sit back and get your mans dropped

Got the boogeyman on speed dial, he on standby

I don't even come outside unless the stick around

Skis don't even talk to niggas unless a brick around

We don't do no drive-bys, we do walk-ups

Call them shits surprise parties the way we pop up

Pull up with our mask on, it get spooky

Duck tape a bomb to a nigga like he Pookie

Nigga tried to size me up, get embarassed

I got niggas reppin' five, that Manny Harris

Barry told me niggas weird, they can't get close to us

Before I had security, niggas wasn't approachin' us

Niggas know we pressin' shit, it get real wild

Get a nigga knocked down for a thou' wow

Bape hoodie cost a thou', it glow in the dark

Backwood filled with gob mixed with the shark

R.I.P my nigga Spark, he used to keep the Quali'

He'd pull up with that cup, ice and the Jollys

Fuckin' with the winnin' team, you can never lose

We gon' bring that bitch home between me and Scoob

Niggas talkin' like they pimps, never broke a bitch

Niggas better not move they lips or brodie uppin' stick

Nigga reach for this bag, I bet he get killed

Drop a hundred on his ass, you know we came welp

They ain't know we spinned the block, they sick we came double

Got two hundred on the dash, I'm flyin' up Hubble

Niggas sick I came boss, yo jefe

Niggas ain't fuckin' with me on they best day

We kill niggas in they cars like on Death Race

Real nigga, I even made sure the chef ate

You got a green light on your ass once I press play

Shoot up every crib, I know you wet, you got nowhere to stay

You got nowhere to run, I'm big [?], you know I get it done

It's a home invasion, if you wake up, we'd whack his son

Creep up on a nigga while he sleepin', cuff him in his bed

He gon' wake up to this ten milli to his head

Smack him with that bitch and wake him up before we let him rest

Once I scream, "Woop", get out the way 'cause it's a heavy press

See, the apes just walked in, keep your bitch close

Keep your stick close, 'cause ain't no tellin' what we here for


[Outro]

See, the apes just walked in, keep your bitch close

Keep your stick close, 'cause ain't no tellin' what we here for