[Verse 1]

Ayy

That boy mad and he got passed
He got shot and went out bad
Knocked yo partner off
Don't drop no diss bout' me

N***a drop yo mask
N***a pussy as a bitch
I catch that boy and do his ass
SRT on ManMan's Glock
I bet this bitch go supa' fast

Smokin' 835 B.I.B.B.Y
Jake Jhit had died, Mitch too
Fuck they side
You ain't gettin' no get back
Swing this way, n***a try
Fuck Y, {?}
Meechie dead, Tell em' slide

I just paid for me another n***a
The second time
Kill em' dead
I want them shots off in his head
Go knock em' down
You know Dot the Murder man
Put Murder bags around town
You'll never get my respect
N***a shot yo mamma
Boy you a clown

Or lets talk about back in the G
Yo ass got walked down
We know the truth
Yo ass a bitch
That's why 50k had got from round'

If I had that cash back thеn
50k was gon' take you down
Think them n***as round' yo friend?
Monеy gon' turn they mind around

I had caught you coming home one day
But you made it in that house
That two door challenger
Me and bro outside at yo house campin' out

Matter of fact, talkin' bout those apartments
Bitch you know what I'm talkin' bout
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N***a think he gone turn up
Then watch me turn em' down
Jdot gettin' rich as fuck
They tryna knock me down
Bitch we put shit up
When we pull up, you hear that sound
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N***as gon' be scared to let me sign
Y'all ass dead
Hate you N***as, I get rich
Put a mill on yo hood head
Fuck everybody, boy I want the whole hood dead
Two rings just for the hats I bought
But not the ones I didn't

N***as got me fucked up
Jake Jhit, he fucked up
Fooli, You and Jarvo twins
How y'all ass get touched up
Fuck it, I might go for something
Tell yo momma I wanna fuck
Sike lemme take that back
You know that bitch ugly as fuck

Ray popped a fake perk
And clocked out
His time up
Rod k got did the worst
That back door was a slime, huh?
Yo homie killed Durk
Won't diss Durk
But you ain't slide for em'
First 6 block n***a I caught
Gave em' bout nine of em'
Thought you was gon' run
Caught you just in time, huh?
Treat a opp like instagram
And then we slide up
Ol' war outside
Put on some shoes, And put them slides up
When we slide
It's guaranteed a n***a die, duh

Ridin' with my twin
We outside
That's my 5 blood
Keep that shit a hundred n***a
Like you just got 5 dubs
Choppa straighten him a n***a
Like he was a line up
No it's never safe for n***as
Can't get you, we hit your cuz

Tiki get rolled up
I smoke him so much
If you don't got a hat n***a
Put yo pole up
Dope man shawty
N***a make a store run
You know I got my 40
On John, imma blow something