[Intro: Foolio, Wam SpinThaBin & La Cracka]
1646 brick baby
KuttFuck n***a, double M shit, n***a, you trippin', fuck n***a, La Cracka
Gang, long live Bibby
(Kutoff, you be spazzin' on them hoes)
La Cracka in this bitch
Shootin' shit for Wiz, man
(Ooh, it's Wavy808)
Tuck your chain and then run
Gang, 6
Grrah
Handin' out all the smoke, n***a, 2022, n***a, duck your shit, tuck your chain, n***a
You fuck n***as just be rappin', fuck 'em
Gang, gang

[Verse 1: Foolio]
I'm spinnin' for Wiz
When I'm down south, I be with lil' Wam, he standin' on biz' (Wam)
Let's get it in
One call, I can call Crack and jit gon' come and he spin (Crack)
Chasin' this loot
N***as be scared than a bitch when they see me hang out that roof (Rrrah, rrrah)
Say he killin', that's cute
You gon' be the next opp n***a that's stepped on under my boot (6)

[Verse 2: Wam SpinThaBin]
It was just me and lil' Wiz two deep, tryna get us a score (Knock off a hat)
N***a just flipped they dog, he a pack, tell a n***a get back (Tell a n***a get back)
N***as be swearin' they opps, fuck boy, just know how to rap (Just know how to rap)
Wait 'til I catch me a n***a, leave fuck n***a face in his lap (Face in his lap)
Long live all my n***as, I do it for Wiz, this shit on my back
I got more bodies than Boosie (Boosie), ain't doin' no hidin', n***as know where I'm at
Bitch, I've been in the field (In the field), 2016 tryna get me a hat
Long live all my n***as, long live Wiz, bet a n***a get back
[Verse 3: La Cracka]
N***a, I don't wanna rap
All that talkin' you doin', pop out where you at (Where you at?)
We got choppers and MACs (Huh?)
Free KShordy, 'bout him, you get shot in your back (Free Shordy)
Jump out of that splat
Boy, don't run, make it worse, you get hit in your back (Brr)
Fuck n***a, it's that
Beat that block with my brother, they call me lil' Crack

[Verse 4: Foolio]
I'm in the booth with an ARP (With an ARP)
Crack got one, that n***a just like me (Crack)
Wop got a Glock, foe got a mop, janitor, that n***a sweepin' the streets (Sweepin' the streets)
He tried to run, we hopped out on feet (Come here)
I fell in love with that .223 (Grrah)
The back of my Glock, that bitch got a glee (Switch)
I'm shootin' for Wam, he shootin' for me (Wam)
N***as, they know we with it
Diss on Bibby, then we gettin' busy (We gettin' busy)
Glock got a thirty, this chop got a fifty (It got a fifty)
Pull on your block and gettin' it litty (We gettin' litty)
Double M 6, we runnin' the city (Double M 6)
We all we got, you know them my n***as
Play with me, referee, it get official (It get official)
It get official
[Verse 5]
Fuck all that internet postin', n***as, I want them sky
I ain't gon' lie, I wasn't even no rapper, I was out here slingin' that iron (Slingin' that iron)
N***as be killin' them beats, real life, they know I'ma slide (They know I'ma slide)
N***a get shot in they face and still be thuggin' on live
Fuck n***as lame
Lot of you fuck n***as fakin'
Like only shootin' they back, I hit the cut with a Drac' (With a Drac')
Lil' Crack right here with a MAC, n***a threw all that dissing (That dissing)
'Til a n***a slam dunked like Shaq, swing chops at any of you n***as
We up two on the score, fuck n***a, that's facts, I don't even be knowin' these n***as
Fuck n***as be swearin' they that, these n***as ain't got no motion (N***a)
'Cause I'm tryna kill and they tryna rap
N***a, trippin', I'm tryna kill and they tryna rap
N***as ain't got no motion, 6 tryna kill and they tryna rap

[Verse 6]
N***a, stop playin'
You don't wanna see that van
When the shots start firin', all them boys went to prayin'
Them the type skrrt off when they mans
Like damn bro, why you ain't make it to sands?
That's what that fuck n***a get, he was playin'
Speakin' on Wiz and Lil Bibby, can't hide, grab my Glock, get to sprayin'
Been in the streets, turned myself to a man
Lot of n***as would die if they would never ran
[Outro]
Pussy-ass n***a