[Intro: TG Flockaa]
Grrah, grrah
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Free the fucking guys
Free Diddy, free West man
Free fucking A1 man, y'all n***as know the vibes
Gang, grrah, grrah, uh-huh
Grrah, grrah, yeah
Grrah, grrah (Fuck the opps)
Big die 4's
LVK

[Chorus: TG Flockaa]
Bro said he gon' give them a chest shot
Fuck that, he get a head shot
One shot kill you know that's a dead shot
After that, leave that boy on a dead block
Next opp that I see leave his face [?]
D's on my dick, so I'm walking through 8 block
.42, bitch so I walk with a deuce 5
Who the fuck touched me? N***a, you lied
Bro said he gon' give them a chest shot
Said, "Fuck that, he get a head shot"
One shot kill you know that's a dead shot
After that, leave that boy on a dеad block
Next opp that I see leave his facе [?]
D's on my dick so I'm walking through 8 block
.42, bitch so I walk with a deuce 5
Who the fuck touched me? N***a, you lied
[Verse 1: TG Flockaa]
Word, like, listen, look
Got the TG n***a in the stu'
I'ma show y'all what I'm about to do
N***as switching sides, I don't pick or choose
Free west, Brodie stuck in [?]
Ain't no petty cases, n***as like to 'oot
Free A1, see you soon
He just on the block, toting on a .2
I tried to run 'em, make 'em meet the news
All black when I spin a block, see a opp, i'ma up the chop
N***as say they spinning but they really not
Smokin' on Mex, this shit is hitting like za
Where you at n***a?
Like, hold on, hold on
Where you at n***a? Is you trynna get clapped n***a?
You tryna die like that fat n***a?
Mention JB, you a pack n***a, look
Stop saying my names In y'all songs, y'all n***as is pussy, ain't letting it off
If I see you, you better take off
Call Lil' G, he be ready to toss
I don't think that there's beef with the 4's, them n***as don't spin, they just talk in their songs
And they know what my n***as is on, hop out, leave a n***a on the floor
He jacking he LV, then it's no remorse
Kay Flocka, my muddy for sure
Bend through the opps, he be ready to score (DOA)
Fuck all the opps, they ain't ready for war
I scream, "Don't trip" when I walk through the 4's
Sucking JB's dick, n***a pissing me off
I'm dropping LV, n***as know what i'm on
Six Sev, my brothers, I know they gon' toss
Free the 8 west,[?] just came home
Both of them n***as was just on the phone
We cracking the 4's if you wanna know
I better not catch a Vato by that store
If I do then, that pussy n***a gotta go
With the bitch, you know she get smacked with the pole, grrah
I'ma smack that bitch n***a, word to my deads
[Chorus: TG Crippy]
Bro said he gon' give them a chest shot
Fuck that, he get a head shot
One shot kill you know that's a dead shot
After that, leave that boy on a dead block
Next opp that I see leave his face [?]
D's on my dick, so I'm walking through 8 block
.42, bitch so I walk with a deuce 5
Who the fuck touched me? N***a, you lied
Bro said he gon' give them a chest shot
Said, "Fuck that, he get a head shot"
One shot kill you know that's a dead shot
After that, leave that boy on a dead block
Next opp that I see leave his face [?]
D's on my dick so I'm walking through 8 block
.42, bitch so I walk with a deuce 5
Who the fuck touched me? N***a, you lied


[Verse 2: Hunta]
It's the Hunta n***a, look, like
Yeah his mans got shot in the torso
Always on point, I'm promoting [?]
Movin' tact, we never went to war broke
That's how you die, keep thinking it's all jokes
And I'm back for another, ya mans got shot
Go invest in another gun, n***as be weird, I'm talking about hella dumb
How you get clapped then told me to fuckin' come
Not playing no games when I come through, old heads just see us and them n***as just run too
Like what n***as really gon' say, I'm really on timing
Just screaming [?]
Spin the opps, go pick up the paste
I been on rotation since I was like 8
Next n***a that spin through my block, no remorse for that man I'm making him drop
Get hit with this [?] or the Glock, these n***as gon' [?] when we hit the crowd