[Intro]
Ayy, where you get that beat from? Mooktoven!
See this that, Long Live Baby Jace shit
Fly high

[Verse]
Yeah, they thought it was over, but nah, it ain't over
I got that choppa choppa on my shoulder
I keep that blocka blocka, it's fully loaded
Yeah, yeah, yeah, n***a get wicked
Can't wait to fish tail in the Bentley
Bad lil' ho, yeah, she said her name Bridgette
Can't smoke my blunt, can't roll, can't fix it
Yeah, yeah, murder she wrote
Me and the draco got the beam with a scope
A Glock with a dick inside of my coat
Shoot it like Jack In The Box, then pop out and give 'em a show
For sure, I rock with them slimes for sure
I'll die 'bout my pocket, n***a, yeah, for sure
Triple cross him, man, you know how that go
Yeah, you know how that go
N***a don't give a n***a shit
N***a want smoke' cause I fucked on his bitch
I ain't really trippin', n***a get his shit split, split
Young n***a came from a lick
Young n***a came from the bricks
Yeah, I just came from your bitch
Put them bitches and I'm finna bend 'em, yeah
And I'm bangin' blood, be with real n***as
Your drink havin' suds
Don't give a fuck what you been through, throw it up
I just popped a seal, I pour that shit up
No back and forth, man, I don't like to fuss
Then pull up and bust and bust
Draco on draco on draco
Slime gon' bust your potato
Chop up all his ass up like some Play-Doh
And I got nat hoes all in Clayco
They diggin' my pimpin'
Colored roll, did I mention?
Mean boy [?]
N***a wan' switch from a foe
Came a long way from holes in the clothes
And I got hoes at the shows
Damn, won't bend won't break
Can't take no ho on no date
I'm in the studio everyday
And I just lost Lil Jace
It's somethin' I had to face
Had to get away
Told the mom don't even cry
I'ma gon' make this shit straight
Yeah, I'ma gon' make somethin' shake, yeah
We gon' pull up in a Wraith, yeah
Wish a n***a would
Pull up in they own fuckin' hood
Leave a n***a dead in his hood
[?] all in the hood
[Outro]
Hold on, hold on, Mook stop the fuckin' beat man...