[Chorus: Young Bull]
Gang and them, we just bled the whole block
Ninety shells made his body Milly Rock
I keep it on me, n***a, we ain't finna box
Stupid chop had him runnin' up the block
Gang and them, we just bled the whole block
Ninety shells made his body Milly Rock
I keep it on me, n***a, we ain't finna box
Stupid chop had him runnin' up the block

[Verse 1: Young Bull]
Talk money, n***a, we ain't finna go there
Who them bum n***as starin' drinkin' Belaire?
I'm sippin' codeine, spillin' on my Moncler
I'm from the Stinc Team and we ain't finna go there

[Verse 2: Duffy]
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no money, I do not care
Hoppin' gates in Christian Loubs, I got two pair
The competition gеttin' skunked, this is not fair
Young n***as gettin' money, is that why n***as scarеd?
We know the real truth, fuck what n***as talkin' 'bout
You ain't never booked a n***a or ran up in no house
I got potential, had to settle down, I'm rappin' now
Quick to Brett Favre a n***a for the right amount
Hoppin' out, taste the double deckers, yeah, we on his house
Told a stupid n***a watch his mouth, why you standin' stout?
What's that talkin' on the 'Gram shit about? You won't get no clout
Bleed the block, if he diss, we gon' give him rounds
[Chorus: Young Bull]
Gang and them, we just bled the whole block
Ninety shells made his body Milly Rock
I keep it on me, n***a, we ain't finna box
Stupid chop had him runnin' up the block
Gang and them, we just bled the whole block
Ninety shells made his body Milly Rock
I keep it on me, n***a, we ain't finna box
Stupid chop had him runnin' up the block

[Verse 3: Blue Pesos]
He said we duckin' from the beef, n***a, who scared?
Ridin' with a mopstick, opps gettin' flu flammed
All attachments on the stick cost me four bands
This shit exclusive, mixin' fashion, these expensive brands
Lend a helpin' hand, I'm only handin' out a hundred rounds
Soak a n***a up for slick talkin', we gon' get him drowned
Dough knockin', bopped on Mei Ling, she ain't hear a sound
Gang and them be hoppin' out them trucks, can you stand your ground?
How you feelin' now? Ain't no askin' for no peace treaty
He beatin' on his bitch 'cause she only blast the Stinc Team
Make a chink bleed, anything to get my pockets fat
N***as better not play with the Mussle, we brought hella gats

[Chorus: Young Bull]
Gang and them, we just bled the whole block
Ninety shells made his body Milly Rock
I keep it on me, n***a, we ain't finna box
Stupid chop had him runnin' up the block
Gang and them, we just bled the whole block
Ninety shells made his body Milly Rock
I keep it on me, n***a, we ain't finna box
Stupid chop had him runnin' up the block