[Verse 1: EthoSuave]
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N***as actin' crazy but they not
I ain't even tryna talk hot
Link up wit' your gun, let me see what you got
82 n***a, top opps
He be in them pictures, gotta get him cropped
In the 8 wit' my grrah grrah's
Like get out the way, I'm tryna see him drop
N***as be talkin' 'bout slide and provide
And don't do shit but post and get high
But y'all know the real
He got hit, ain't tryna see him heal
Maneuver that V, uncle Jwett on the wheel
We got wreck and this shit real spill n***a
Big .40, don't think I'm a lil' n***a
Bro movin' crazy off them pills
Hothead, he tryna catch a kill
These lil' shits hot, come see how it feel
Li-Like
And Ion' say shit to the critics
Switch up always knew how to flip it
We get a bag and all my n***as split it
T-Too big, she said she can't finish
She reach in my pants, it's not what you think it is
It's the grr-, I know she could feel it
We tryna catch a n***a slippin'
Stand over, he better beg me to keep livin'
Like, I think it's time
Feel like D Rose in his prime
Ion' chill wit' n***as, been preein' them signs
Stacks hop out the cut and surprise him
He ain't get enough time to even dodge us
That's how we get on n***as bodies
Top opps n***a, I'm wit' Oppy
Slide wit' sticks, tryna go play hockey
[Verse 2: Stacks BW]
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They know how we get, we don't play 'round
Couple n***as got put in a casket
We get 'em shot, better know that's a basket, like
Bro said we score like the Mavericks
Shot clutch, my n***as know that's a habit
Brodie been bussin' off pills, he don't know how to cope wit' it
On drills why the fuck would you loaf wit' it?
Play both sides, play yourself on some troll shit
Bend that strip since knee-high
Red beam, MG aim for his treetop
Post over there, we don't want no one these sides, like
I heard that boy caught a knee shot
82 shots, n***as losin' they head
L-Like, sing again, we gon' spin 'til he dead
On court, brodie be poppin' his meds
Had to cool him down, better throw out that sled
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On bro catch me up in the 8
Like, on the raq, you better play it safe
Told DG to throw if that boy bein' laced
Like, JB wit' me tryna take off his face
Like, in the back I'ma beat up her cake
T-Too deep in this shit
N***as know we the ones, and they not
Two deep, scratchin' off his top
Tryna make a plate, always on that block
[Verse 3: ChrisBands]
D's on the block, shit hot
But I spot a opp, throw a shot, I don't even care
Before every drill, gotta say a prayer
Anything could happen, I'm prepared
Beam on his face, all he seen was glare
Whole time, n***a shit ain't even fair
We four deep, two V's, and one knock each
We bend through they block in pairs
Bunch of lil' n***as who scared of us
Never on they block, they fearin' us
W-Word to bro I been fiendin' to tear it up
Let's play ball, I'm in the area
Opps dyin', shit gettin' scarier
'Nother died, the more the merrier
Push up, like
Watch how I drop him, like
Opps gettin' dropped like albums
Wanna be gang? Gotta earn your stripes
Keep a knock on me, Ion' fight
I don't fuck wit' nobody, circle tight
You lie if you say you ain't heard about mine
We on they block at a certain time
Can't fuck any bitch, got a certain type
Lightskin jaddie, that's fine
But you can not line me, so don't try, ha
I-I heard they mans went out in they lounge
N***as butt, they don't come around
Pass Etho the knock, he tryna dump a round
This full cost bread, better make it count
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Put 'em in the ground
All the opp n***as really clowns
Bend through, tryna see what he about
You is not my bitch, I just wanna hound, like