Critical Condition

Lyrics

[Intro] 48 Hertz ForeignGotEm Prezzley P. get you popped, nigga (Get your ass popped, boy) [Chorus: Jackboy] Niggas keep on saying that they gon' slide, but I ain't hearing it 'Cause bih when you look up in my eye, you see no fear in it That ho know I'm serious, ran up them racks, fast and furious 'Cause she know I gotta keep that heat, niggas envious 'Cause she know I gotta keep that heat or they gon' finish ya He just gon' throw shots at you before he throw subliminals Criminal, riding 'round town tryna get physical Hella smoke, we gon' smoke his ass like he medical [Verse 1: Jackboy] Hella smoke, we gon' smoke his ass like he medical Vegetable, we gon' turn that boy into a vegetable Surgical, big Glock, ooh, I'm getting surgicial Marching with my soldiers, turn that bitch into a musical Pull up shoot a nigga like I do a music video Pull up shoot a nigga then I go into the studio Did a hit, then dropped the hit, then got it on the radio Stupid jit, the streets is lit, should've stayed on the patio Hella smoke, ooh, smoke his ass, make him overdose Hella smoke, talkin' all the smoke, watch that nigga choke No average Joe, but he buy the store and he selling coke Tag a toe, he'll wack a hoe, body bag a hoe [Chorus: Jackboy, YFN Lucci & Jackboy & YFN Lucci] Niggas keep on saying that they gon' slide, but I ain't hearing it 'Cause bih when you look up in my eye, you see no fear in it That ho know I'm serious (Uh), ran up them racks, fast and furious 'Cause she know I gotta keep that heat, niggas envious (Huh, huh, huh) 'Cause she know I gotta keep that heat or they gon' finish ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) He just gon' throw shots at you before he throw subliminals (Uh) Criminal, riding 'round town tryna get physical (Uh) Hella smoke, we gon' smoke his ass like he medical (Uh-huh, yeah) [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] Uh, look I just bought a MAC-10, bitch I want all the smoke, look I just bought like six Glocks, bih want play PS4, look (What else?) Heard that man in jail won't give no fucks, we gon' get 'em folks, uh-huh This shit take down bad in case you think you GI Joe, look I was in that big Benz, I had to get that Rolls (Uh) I was on the block thuggin', I had to play the porch (Uh, uh, uh) Know that nigga don't like me, don't give no fucks, I'ma keep him close Got the same twenty-four, this nigga mad he ain't no Kobe, look Criminal, real general, get that boy spent Marigold spot him, there he go, hole in his head, cheerio Knock him down, domino, another tag on the toe Another murder for the bros [Chorus: Jackboy & YFN Lucci] Niggas keep on saying that they gon' slide, but I ain't hearing it (Ain't hearing, nah) 'Cause bih when you look up in my eye, you see no fear in it (See no fear, nah) That ho know I'm serious, ran up them racks, fast and furious (Furious) 'Cause she know I gotta keep that heat, niggas envious (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) 'Cause she know I gotta keep that heat or they gon' finish ya (Uh, uh) He just gon' throw shots at you before he throw subliminals (Yeah) Criminal, riding 'round town tryna get physical (Yeah) Hella smoke, we gon' smoke his ass like he medical [Outro: YFN Lucci] Bitch, now we gon' smoke his ass like he medical