Kenzo Balla
Pick Em Off
[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
Gang, gang
Y'all n***as know how the fuck we rockin' (Haha, this is Jake)
It's that Kenzo Balla n***a (Y'all n***as know the fuckin' vibes)

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla & TG Flockaa]
Spinnin', we copped a glizzy, n***as talkin' tough until my n***as come and pick 'em off
N***as be runnin' Ricky, always got the semi, bitch, I'm with it, I was never soft
Jimmy be spinnin' with me, hop up out a renty, send a shot, and now they dippin' off (Grrt, baow)
I'm Makk, but I'm with some Crippies, you want me? Come get me, tryna run up, I'ma hit 'em all
Oppositions always chuckin', I'm not with the bluffin', if you pull up, turn into a spliff
You pussies be always talkin' 'til I get to sparkin, Bharlie had to hit him in his shit (Boom, boom, boom)
I get it and then I take it, now she gettin' naked, n***as know I'm swifty with your bitch
I'm focused on paper chasin', swipin' Chevys kickin', run it up and now we coppin' drip (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
TG Loc gon' empty out the clip (Gang)
Diddy Loc gon' hop up out the whip (Boom, boom)
Lou Brim spinnin', make it lit (Grrt)
We just keep on sinnin', taking risks (Boom)
Hoes gon' try to run up, they get hit
Off the Henny, baby, take a sip
Catch a stain and then we make a flip
Off the Perkies, but I never slip
They politickin'
Play with my brother, we gon have his mama missin' (Grrt, baow)
She know all my pieces hittin'
She watchin' my movements, I know that she seen me drippin'
Cook it up when we get to whippin'
Threw up a chef when he mix it up in the kitchen
Got no lean, so I'm Henny sippin'
And, bitch, I'm MB for him, we got plenty chickens (Ewok)
Lil' bro in the renty driftin'
He totin' a glizzy, so don't be a new pack
And we spinnin' with two straps
My Makks always winnin', we never gon lose that
On a date, get your boo clapped
If he jackin' us K, then you know we remove that
Pillow talk, we don't do that
Spinnin' blocks in a two-seater, I pulled the roof back
I'm with bitches who shoot that
I've been doing this shit, I don't know who these new cats
Ran it up in a few traps
If you spin with your gang, then you might get your crew clapped
I'm not playin', where the food at?
If I don't got the knockers, I'm knockin' his tooth back
Kenzo Balla, I'm too tact'
I take hits by myself but I might bring like two Makks (TG)
[Verse 2: TG Flockaa]
Got your bitch in the spot and she laced
Thot bitch, get out my face (Get the fuck out my face)
At the top and this shit ain't no race
I get money, it's no need to hate
Probably pull up on you in a Wraith
Roll the window down, shoot at your face (Boom, boom)
Now I'm gettin' low from the jakes
Lil' boy should've stayed in his place
Have Jimmy run up in your place
And he'll put the scalp up to your face
And you better have that on your waist
Take my Glock and point it at your face (Boom, boom)
If you make a move, clear the room
Kenzo, ain't no mentions, buddy boom
Me and gang into OJ, bumpin' tunes
Catch us an opp and then we clear the room
Catch an opp, me and gang gon' hop out
Bharlie rock gon' have to send shots out (Yo, Bharlie)
Diddy Loc like, "Watch out"
'Cause he finna bring the Glock out, pussies better watch out
He about to empty five rounds
Lil' n***a, this is my town, n***a, this is my town, gang
Lil' n***a, this is my town, gang
See an opp, 48, we gon' hit him up
These is hollow tips, so he ain't getting up
Paramedics gon' have to come pick him up
Free Oso, rest up crodie, sittin' up
If he make it home, then we gon' live it up
Me and Wasi pull up in a Bentley truck
We the richest, they cannot get next to us
Only thing they can do is just envy us
And I already know that you've heard me
TG Loc stay where them burners be
And I know a lot of n***as wanna murder me (I know)
Run up, then I'm gonna leave the murder scene (Gang, gang, gang)
Send a shot, ain't nobody gon' hear a thing
Get caught, and I swear I won't say a thing
TG, you already know my fuckin' name
Everything that I do is for the fuckin' gang (Ayo, Cig)
Bend blocks, send shots, so you know it's me
Shoot a n***a, black hoodie, how it's supposed to be
And I know a couple Bloods gon' roll with me
Why you mad? 'Cause I got your ho with me?
Why you mad? 'Cause I got your ho with me?
You better think twice 'fore approachin' me
(You better think twice 'fore approachin' me) Gang
Said you better think twice 'fore approachin' me
[Verse 3: Kenzo Balla]
These n***as broke, but they politickin'
Gotta watch out, them boys did a lot of snitchin'
Zah gon send shots up out the Smith &
If you play with the bread, have his mama missin', big facts
If bro got the chop, he gon' risk that
Sendin' shots at the opp, you gon' miss that
Last opp tried to spin, got his wig clapped
In the trap and we smokin' on big pack
Pop a Perc', do a hit, then I'm spinnin' off
Oh, it's folks in the spot, we gon pick 'em off (GDK)
Send a shot out the chop and they dippin' off
Free the bros, they still sittin' behind the wall
And I always got chop, I don't make no calls
'Cause my grip is big, but it's extended too
Jimmy just copped a TD, we hit them off (Ewok)
And the Ewoks I call, you know I'ma ball (Sleezly)
Caught lil' bro slippin', had to run up on him
He was actin' tough 'til TG put the gun up on him
Spin the block, hop out, now the bullets pourin'
He should know all my n***as known for the scorin'
He ain't out here, sike, we spinnin' in the morning
I don't care about a treesh, all these bitches borin'
I cannot pay attention while this money pourin'
Pull up, skrrt, skrrt, hop out the foreign
Pull up, bro Zah gon' clear the scene
Got a brand new Ruger and it got a beam
Do a hit in the crib, said I'm sippin' lean
And I love doin' hits, I don't need no bean
I don't know why these n***as always actin' up
If the Makks pop out, we gon pack 'em up
Have the bitch get 'em lined, toe tack 'em up
And we gettin' to the bag, I know they mad as fuck (Grrt, boom)