[Intro]
(Thanks, Yakree)
Ayy, ayy, uh

[Verse 1]
These n***as be rappin' 'bout shit they know they ain't livin', I swear I'm tired of that shit
Paintin' this image, rappin' like he really drillin', he know he ain't steppin' on shit
I play it smooth, but I say I gotta turn up, might end up clappin' a bitch
For jokin' and playin' like I'm never standin' on ten, like I ain't get active and shit
Boy, you know you a bitch
Better not come swingin' this way 'cause you won't come back from that hit
Man, n***as sad, well, Greenlight come get on your ass 'cause you mentioned bro in a diss (Sad)
So I show a n***a somethin', yeah, n***a got no money, you the one that get shorty for hits (Bitch)
Dot slangin' the Drac', them OGs be bangin' the K, play with gang and a n***a get hit
I just stuffed six grams in my Backwood (Yeah)
I just stuffed forty in my Drac' (Damn)
Ayy, n***as posted up on that block (What?)
I'ma kill six n***as if they play (On bro)
All the tweak n***as my brother gon' sweep up (Yeah)
Run a n***a down, hit him all in his face (Boom, boom)
N***as ain't fast, thought I wasn't gon' keep up (Gang)
Run in that place (Gang), we gon' pull in them gates (Gang)

[Chorus]
We just smoked a new opp, hop out, Hell man, shots fired
Man down, his brother cryin', Ku Ku Gang just took a life
Man, these n***as cappin', that's what happen when they outside
N***a know we 'bout action, we tote ratchets and we slang iron
[Verse 2]
Never been in no rush, I'ma sit right in your bush, and wait 'til you come out the door
N***a hear that switch, everybody try to play dead, nah boy, we gon' hit at the floor (Frrt, frrt)
I want everybody head, I know who that is in the mask, it's funny they think I don't know
That lil' boy a bitch, tell the whole world he cappin', he ain't never put shit on a scope
Draco flip shit like gymnastics, your bitch nasty, gang in her throat (Uh)
And my clip got four metal jackets, FN plastic snuck in the show (Ha)
Long live Leeke, bitch, we 'bout action, long live Ku, he was solid' for sho' (Ku)
Don't think shit sweet because I'm rappin', I still catch that homi' for bro (Bitch)
N***a, I don't know nothin', don't come ask me shit (Nah), I don't wanna talk about my opps (At all)
I don't know the n***a name, word in the street n***a had ran down and his ass got popped (Woah)
Word in the street them n***as had swerved on Dot, he made them crash they car
Word in the street that n***a was tweakin' on live, the next thing you know he got dropped
I don't care how many hats you got, n***a crazy as hell if you think I'ma duck
Get on your ass, you better not lack 'cause wherever you at, we shootin' it up
7.62 go through that brick, I'ma slide through that bitch, come fuckin' shit up
You sendin' a diss, then we sendin' a hit, we gon' catch that lil' bitch and just send his ass up

[Chorus]
We just smoked a new opp, hop out, Hell man, shots fired
Man down, his brother cryin', Ku Ku Gang just took a live
Man, these n***as cappin', that's what happen when they outside
N***a know we 'bout action, we tote ratchets and we slang iron