[Chorus]
You ain’t ever lost your brodie and wanted to get revenge
Me and [?] on they back kept slammin on em for my mans
Me and [?] back to back gon bend it back slam it again
And free Ace boogie out that slammer free Jmoney that’s my twin
We still doin n***as foul me and Trouble all on that shit
And me and Blake gon run em down we catch that bitch slipping again
Me and [?] we too wild they don’t even won’t even let us spin
Fuck the opps they ain’t on shit
Can't pop out they know what it is

[Verse 1]
Me and [?] off a hitta tryna up the score again
Might pull up slammin off that dirty oh he might just use his leg
Bitch free [?] had his foot on they necks
And my lil shotta look don’t even trip
I’m smart and think ahead
With time of course be patient don’t react off what they said
Kuz all that talking shit the same reason that other hitta dead
Bitch you better learn from what he said shordy use your head
Or we gon take it off yo neck do you like the rest
Said bitch my whole gang glizzied up
Ain’t bending with no TECs we out in traffic with them sticks handing out smoke he gon get his
And the first one that we catch we oughta gas him off the rip
This glizzy comin off my hip ima keep slamming every trip
No I ain’t tryna back em down, I’m tryna hit em make em trip
Soon as he fall I’m at his jaw like “Bitch I told you not to spin”
And ima stand over that goofy slam everything in this bitch
With a big smile on my face I been waiting patiently for this
You bitch
[Chorus]
You ain’t ever lost your brodie and wanted to get revenge
Me and [?] on they back kept slammin on em for my mans
Me and [?] back to back gon bend it back slam it again
And free Ace boogie out that slammer free Jmoney that’s my twin
We still doin n***as foul me and Trouble all on that shit
And me and Blake gon run em down we catch that bitch slipping again
Me and [?] we too wild they don’t even won’t even let us spin
Fuck the opps they ain’t on shit
Can't pop out they know what it is

[Verse 2]
Me and JJ out in traffic and we too up in this bitch
Tryna let these slammers do they thing
You ain’t up it ain’t on shit
I bet I get off this whole 30 on em leave that n***a sick
Don’t approach me if you don’t know me, gon introduce you to this stick
Gon introduce you to this Glock this 30 filled up to the top
He think he cuttin up like Fredo I’m gon show him that he not
Better do the dash don’t crash, we gon keep slammin till it stop
I’m tryna put that bitch in park leave his face [?]
So many dead opps that caught headshots they like “when is this gon stop?”
Gon turn the score up on them bitches been tagging shit from the start
My lil shotta popped out got close on him show that bitch how we rock, and all I heard is it got slow for him bitch I don’t wanna talk
Oh you ain’t heard there’s a new opp pack coming soon bitch fuck you thought
Used to be real people now they dead people and we up on all the opps
(𝑂ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑖𝑛’𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒’𝑠 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑜𝑝𝑝 𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡
𝑈𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑠)
[Chorus]
You ain’t ever lost your brodie and wanted to get revenge
Me and [?] on they back kept slammin on em for my mans
Me and [?] back to back gon bend it back slam it again
And free Ace boogie out that slammer free Jmoney that’s my twin
We still doin n***as foul me and Trouble all on that shit
And me and Blake gon run em down we catch that bitch slipping again
Me and [?] we too wild they don’t even won’t even let us spin
Fuck the opps they ain’t on shit
Can't pop out they know what it is