[Intro]
Fifty
You know how we bommin' n***a

[Verse 1: SlimeSito]
In a red whip, and it match my rag
Real gang shit, we don't do white flags
Fuckin' with gang, n***a, you goin' out bad
I got some killers shootin' for that cash
Young n***a tatted boy look like tags
Got a foreign shooter n***a like Steve Nash
Real boss shit I be movin' like they dad
Military stack and it got that flags
Try to run down, n***a, I'm gone blast
Shoot his ass up, n***a, then I dash
N***a want smoke, did his ass like Ash
Got his ass robbed, ain't use no mask

[Verse 2: Fluhkunxhkos]
N***a talkin' brazy now he in a bag
Caught his ass lackin' he went out so bad
Hop out that foreign up that stick and blast
I'm in the trap still servin' glass
Shoot your ass broad day, n***a, fuck a mask
Smoking dead opps, I'on smoke no gas
Quickdraw shit, leave 'em in the past (For real)
Got me some exotic n***a you smoking grass
These n***a need to gеt some strap and bust you back
Posted on gangway with that stick
One falsе move then he gettin' hit
Up the blick then I empty the trip
Hit him close range then he getting split
Knock your ass off for thinking you slick
[Verse 3: Beezyb]
Posted in the trap and I'm sellin' bricks
Posted on gangway working my shift
I got a AR it came with a kit
Like John Madden, n***a, I send a blitz
Shooting shit up all you hear is rip
Fully automatics I feel like Silk
I'm in the trap and I'm makin' a flip
I'm in New York with shooters like the Knicks
I'm havin' bricks and they gettin; shipped
Shooters wrappin' n***as like they a gift
I got a gun with a flash like a pic
Shootin; shit up, throw him in a ditch
I'm with the mob n***a I can't switch
I got your bitch booted off them grits

[Verse 4: SlimeSito]
Light his ass up, n***a, then I dip
Set his ass up and I used a bitch
Automatic gun, automatic sticks
Real mob ties, n***a, I can't switch
Took his ass off, n***ak I go schiz'
My bitch like Griselda when she got them bricks
7.62 loaded in them sticks
All black trip, and it match my fit
I feel like Armand Gotti back in '96
Infrared beam and that shit gon' hit
Automatic shooters yeah they with shit
Got a Spanish n***a and he a immigrant
[Verse 5: Fluhkunxhkos]
Brand new glick and that shit legit
Posted in that trap with that fuckin' stick
N***a run up, then he getting flipped
Go hit a lick, then hit your bitch
N***as talk brazy they ain't on shit
I shoot to kill n***a I don't miss
Tie his ass up, toss him in the river
I'm in the trap with some real killers
Low-down dirty cut throat n***as
Posted my glick, finger on the trigger
Leave him screamin' gang but that ain't for me
Don't pull around here n***a I kill you

[Verse 6: Beezyb]
E'rybody know n***a I'm gon' shoot
I shoot his ass like the troops
Ain't no white flags ain't no truce
I look in my pockets all I see is blues
Bodies droppin' and they making the news
Playing that block like we in school
7.62s knocked him out his shoes
Riling shit up he made channel two
Mini Draco n***a I'm having two
I shot his potna' right in front of his crew
I get to pesos n***a I'm gettin' loot
Real mob boss n***a you better salute