PYG - Coming Up

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PYG (Stigs, Young Gunna.D, T.Snap, Shooting Size) - Coming Up - Swifturk Visionz

PYG Video, Straight Narm Muzik. Stay Locked On For More

Edited/Directed By: Swifturk.


"PYG - Coming Up" Lyrics:

[Tiny Snap]

(The Synthesis, The Synthesis)

SN the Trey-80 popper

(The Synthesis, The Synthesis)

Young fucking Gunna D

Stigs (Pecky)

Shooting Size



You're always chatting on MSN

You should feel a piece of the knife

Stab you in the head, stab you in your chest

You didn’t see that coming so we're calling that a flipping surprise

When your marjay sees all that pain in my eyes

Feeling kinda nice when I see the knife collide

In your wide chest, that's what you get

When you’re in King's College laying in your deathbed

I'm sparking a zoot, getting shermed off the great cess

I'm dumping on anyone, don't think I would leave you

'Cause you're nameless, now you're chainless

’Cause I popped that and gave it to my princess

It wasn’t on my ones, fam, I popped it with Nathan

And Tiny Snap came through, guns blazing (bow bow)

Now you're all dried up, something like a raisin

Pissed, now you’re dead, knife wound in your head

This is a little madness with the mesh (machete)


[Young Gunna.D]

Twisted, crazy fucker

I grab your nut, cuz

Know Brantz sets it raw like thunderr

The shank slipped in your chest and out of your jumper

For the talk telling me you're a dumper

Now you're slumped, blud

Young Gunna D, I'll touch ya

Went court, went jail, ain’t nothing changed I'm a nutter

Me and my black blade we're lovers

It's got my back while I control it, touching bruddas

You ain't down with the team, suck your mudda

I need Ps, rudeboy, I need that fucking money

You little pricks make me laugh when you're talking cruddy

Young Termz? That nigga there, yeah, he's fucking gully

You niggas talk guns like you really got straps

When I start cutting shit down like I'm Samurai Jack

And the samurai's black, something's gonna get stabbed

I ain't flinging no jabs when I fucking go mad


[Tiny Snap]

Niggas know me, still on my gassed hype

Still put my nank in a prick for the wrong vibes (yes)

If I grab on the hand ting, it's night-night (trust me)

Click-click boom, you're gonna see a bright light

Niggas know that I'm backing it, for Murda Mikes

Catch me with Brantz or Termz in the Pecky sides

If there's a madness, I'm grabbing on my knife

Putting it to work, I ain't letting shit slide (trust me)


[Shooting Size]

Niggas only gas them brand new whips

Fuck that, I move gassed when I'm powering in a zip (yesss)

Bet you wanna back out the beef 'fore your boy gets it

YGs sickminded, they might arson your crib (arson)

If I beat the mash, I'll leave your arse on a drip

All-night grinding, fam, I'm murking the strip

While you niggas are washed at home, beating a chick (washed)

I'm out on the roads, fam, serving a piff

Violate the YGs? Then I'm burning a prick (dead)

I've got young shooters fam, I'll put money on your wig (money on your wig)

Niggas act and speak about bodies on a track

Fuck that (that's moist), I'll put a body on my strap (blow)

If a pussy tries to run up on my stack, that's a slug up in his back (in his back)

The sweet for my ting is so big (so big)

You swear to god I'm pushing rockets out my MAC

When the rocket hits your back, that's a little pussy clapped



Dun know, all the other gangs, Pecknarm-

Oi, fuck all you lot, bodies soon start dropping

P.Y.G, fuck the rest of them

Hold tight my S.I. dargs, what you saying?

Dun know, PY to S.I

Fuck the rest of them, innit

Tiny Snap, my nigga little Taz here, dun know

Obviously it's a Pecky ting (Pecky, dun know)

Free Tiny Tazz (fuck your squad, whoever's watching this, dun know), Mad Max

Coming on tracks talking 'bout dropping bodies fuck that, man, I put your body on my mash

Hold tight my Shoot Instant niggas: Snap, Butch, Blackz

R.I.P Termz, rest in peace Termz, Boogie, Pecky