[Intro]
(Sparky made it slap)

[Verse 1: EBK Young Joc]
That lil' band that you flexing in your pic, n***a (In your pic, n***a)
I just spent that on some shoes and a fit, n***a (That's new drip, n***a)
Call him a gangster but he snitched, how is this, n***a? (Ayy, how is this, n***a?)
I can't understand that type of shit, it don't make sense, n***a (Ayy, what the fuck?)
We don't [?] over here so hop the fence, n***a
You on that side, then stay there, you better pick, n***a (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, Hari B, roll that dope, let's get lit, n***a (Ayy, let's get lit, n***a)
I never seen you in the hood, you don't exist, n***a (You don't exist, n***a)
I'm on Belair, Montclair, or the 6 with it (Or the 6 with it)
Say I'm small but this pole'll drop a big n***a
Ayy, ayy, I'm somеwhere posted with thе bébés (We in the hood with it)
If n***as wanna take it far, then let the Drac' spray
[?] spinning through your car like a Beyblade
[?] (So don't you try)
Drum attached, fully switch on the hand thing
That ain't enough, I need more like my last name (Ayy)
Started off with nothing, had to hit the road then the bag came (Bitch)
Fuck a beef, leave it in the streets, that way
But if it's that, on Lay name, let the MAC spray
But if it's that, on Lay name, let the MAC spray

[Verse 2: EBK Trey B]
You gotta hit that road to get your bag up (Get that bag up)
I got a chopper, when it shoot it make me back up (Make me back up)
Damn, blood, don't act hard, you ain't that tough (You ain't hard, n***a)
Bitch, we smoking dead n***as, we can't match blunts (You can't match this)
EBK HotBoii but I'm a cool n***a
Slid on the suckers, my first shot hit like two n***as (Like two n***as)
I'm off some Tech, some D'USSÉ and like two jiggas (I'm off two of that)
Your bro snitched, that's what you get, you should've knew n***as (You should've knew, n***a)
Who, n***a? Hell nah, we ain't bool, n***a
[?] don't be surprised if I shoot n***as
Still tripping over old shit, ain't no truce, n***a
Dirty Drac' tryna customize your Trues, n***a (Lil' n***a)
You a dork, you seen a sucker and you ran off (Dork)
Damn, you let 'em take your pole, you that soft? (You a nerd)
A n***a try to take my shit, this Drakey crack jaw
Before I touch a broke bitch, I'ma jack off (N***a)
[Verse 3: EBK Hari B]
Sipping on this yellow like I'm NoCap (N***a, no cap)
That ain't your gun, why you flexing with your bro strap? (That ain't your pole)
I was broke back then, I can't go back (I can't go back)
But that Rollie, give it up or get your soul snatched
Ayy, ayy, pull up to his house like the DoorDash
A n***a tried to get a job, I got bored fast (I got bored)
I can get it out the road or this whore ass (Out the bitch)
Ayy, ayy, a n***a slap at me, I'ma send him back (I'ma send him)
Forty clap, make you go up and down, call it jumping jacks
Juvie Ju just rolled a 'Wood, I tell him spark the thrax (Roll the pack)
We be sliding through your hood like, "Where these n***as at?" (Where these n***as at?)
If I can't get in through the front, I'm sneaking through the back