[Intro]
Load me up, IV
Tay Keith, this too hard

[Verse 1: BlocBoy JB]
I'm back in my bag, they stealin' my swag
But this the original flow (Flow)
If I see a opp, then I'm peelin' his boat (Woah)
Fuck a fourth of that lean, pour a pint on his toe (Word)
Now who want the smoke? (Word)
Yeah, I-I want the smoke (Word)
Fuck all that talkin', lets meet at yo' door (The door)
I'm Peda Roll Mafia, Big BabyLoc (Yeah, yeah, Crip)
And I got tiny Locs (Crip)
And I fuck with the Folks, and I fuck with the joes
And I fuck with the Bloods (My blatts)
My bitch keep a strap, I ain't fuckin with studs (Studs)
Just fucked a bitch, but I told her it's love (Huh)
I was so down, I looked up, seen the sidewalk (Huh, sidewalk)
Me and my brothers, we played in the mud (That's on my mama)
I'm feeling Offset, I just might bustdown a Carti' (Carti')
So bitch, if it's up, then it's stuck (Bustdown, stuck)
What you gon' do when you up in that combat
Bullets start hitting the back of yo' truck? (Truck)
My throwaway was a XD compact
9 lemon squeeze was the one that I bust (Grrah)
He want the beef, put him up in a lunch pack (Lunch pack)
I ain't smokin' opps, they was killed out of love (Killed out of love, facts)
I'm gettin' high, lil' baby, that's a fun fact (Gas)
But marijuana is my only drug (Gas)
[Verse 2: EST Gee]
I'm off a ex lap, tryn' give a dirt nap
Can't feel my perc yet, must been a dud
I'm tryna bump on this beef, I like contact
N***as was scared to come out where we was
Hollow tips hit him, explode on contact
Rip him up, quickest way get him a buzz (Bow, bow, bow)
He don't drop videos 'cause he too broke to go buy him some clothes, your n***a a bum
AR flip a car, rip through the motor
It sound like explosives, a bunch of alarms
I got a switch on a nine with a drum
It shoot faster than Bryant, no way he can run
I don't feel sympathy, turn to a memory
Cuttin' my dawg up for me and the bruhs
I got some good smack, tying my backpack
Hit it with Superman, turn it to fudge

[Verse 3: BlocBoy JB]
I'm feelin' Shiesty, I just put his mans in the Durk
So tell him to get it in blood (Grr, blood)
I'm Uncle Elroy, these rappers Day-Day
I swear these n***as my lil' bitty boys
When I got locked up, it was for robbery
Went back to school and they gave me a board
You got me fucked up, thinking 'bout robbin' me
Up with the Drac', make him mission abort (Abort)
I got into it when we played the basketball
I was the first to take shit off the court (Word)
I'm on the block, man, I feel like I'm Marc Gasol
I was just plotting on robbin' the source (Source)
I lay him down, make him count to a thousand
He move, he gon' die before he make a choice (Yeah, yeah, yeah, move)
Look in his eyes, I can tell he a bitch
Man, I know he didn't hop off the porch, he was forced