[Verse 1 Glokk40Spaz]
Mob shit man (yeah)
Yall n***as act, like yall n***as want pressure
Push up on you then we pushin the issue
This Babylife shit wipe his nose with no tissue
It could've been over but yall n***as fled with them pistols
And i know im not sober right now but I need you
Im lonely right now but my partner got murdered
I kinda miss mama dukes and i know that i hurt her
I wanna fuck this lil bitch, i can tell she a squirter
They keep tallking crazy on instagram, G30 pull up and burn em
And i keep all my vibes, numbers in my journal
If i got no shell he act like a turtle
F.N pistol got em jumpin hurdles
Met him in the beach they found em in murder
I miss thе block and I miss king 30
Free Lil BJ my lil n***a not worried
Lil bruh hit my phone n***a whats the word?
Man i need you homе n***a this ain't fair
Put one in they dome play witchu im there
I would get on yo ass n***a cause i can
My life movin fast n***a, man i swear
Love my brothers im Babylife until im dead
Pop right outta that cut make his ass bleed red
He told on his gang, n***a he went fed
Them young n***as doin shit that'll fuck em up in the head
I kinda lied to that hoe man I fucked up her head
You lied to that hoe cause you scared
Oh he want the smoke bout some dead homies left him on read, hmm
N***a catch me when you can, hmm
And we dont fuck with 12
My gang sent them boys and they ran
I got them Japanese hoes in the trap from Japan
My n***a they be on them xans
The mafioso shoot yo block up if you think that I'm playing
All of my brothers i miss em
These n***as get triple crossed just like a christian, hmm
N***a speakin on Kyra I'll kill em for real
They tried to be the RICO of my gang y'all know how yall feel
Tell velly i got em I'll always be here
I do not wan' lose em it made me shed tears
I'll shoot em a movie just like a premiere
Man i got some tears that i can't conceal
I will take n***as off n***a on drug deals
This babylife shit baby it get real
When i see the police you know i get chills
Bitch you mad at me cause i told you to chill
[Verse 2 Babysolid]
Whoa shit don't come to the trap we don't fuck with your gang
Kickin that door like im Liu Kang
I be with the bat like im Bruce Wayne
Young n***a shooting like 2K
All your mans gon die today
Free way 14 yall do that
Fucked up in the head Im too cray'
Can't hang with the vamp cause you scared of that fang
Let me find out that you lacking
Babylife get em, you know i get active
Shooting shit up i never go backstreets
Hawk em, whack em down like Micheal Jackson
My top shottas in the park when shit jurassic
Put it back on who head? Boy, yall n***as cappin
Ride round fully automatic
Me and lil Spaz twin Glocks we matchin
That n***a shook he ain't know what happened
N***a was screaming like somebody slapped him
Babylife shit we gon pull em like pampers
Bro got a stick but they not in the Hampers
And my Glocks they come with lasers
Ain't doin shit right you ain't got no haters
Smoking on dope getting high like vapor
My weed more purple than Lakers
And the pre-king 30 locked up for murd'
Whole gang got straps we keep it on murk
You'll lose your life and this shit gon hurt
Velly gon do that boy down bad
Lonely I'll put his name on a hashtag
Young lil TK man i know we gon hear that
Young n***a robbin you wake in a shitbed
Edit this bitch out til we hear on a click clack
He was out again then we spin back
I got some demons who fucked with my head yeah
Throw at the gang my n***a ain't dead yet