Woah, let's get it, yeah
*Gibbo*

(Hook: 279tyler)
Choppa let it spit leave his white shirt red
Hahaha I think it's funny how I left him dead
Pop a xanax like it was fucking pez
Call my Glock a pencil 'cause it's always full of led
Huh, yeah I know you not getting bread
I know you talking to feds
Bad bitch with big breasts
I was in her mouth like I was crest
So high I don't even know what I said
Talking down on me then guess you are next
Wockhardt in my cup this ain't no Tech

(Verse One: Luxi)
Sippin' on wock not no tech
Walk in the bank give me a check
Off of the perc she giving me neck
Steal all the percs while she in my bed
Glock with a beam and that bitch red
He DM me I left it on read
Asking me questions I think he the feds
Ran off on the plug he sent me a text
Playing with us we gone put you to rest
Off of this perc feel that bitch in my chest
Saving that hoe got an S on your chest
You kissing that bitch after she gave me neck
Her pussy stink and you still gave her head
Her pussy stink she can't get in my crib
Walk in her house then bitch how you live
Trashy as hell and it smell like shit
Walk right out had to catch me a lick
Bro pulled up we was loading up clips
How you pull up you ain't got no whip
Ran off with this pack now I face a zip
Pop me a perc this just a ten
Got a bad bitch and she a ten
I was fucking on her and her friend
But I had to dip to get some bands
(Hook: 279tyler)
Choppa let it spit leave his white shirt red
Hahaha I think it's funny how I left him dead
Pop a xanax like it was fucking pez
Call my Glock a pencil 'cause it's always full of led
Huh, yeah I know you not getting bread
I know you talking to feds
Bad bitch with big breasts
I was in her mouth like I was crest
So high I don't even know what I said
Talking down on me then guess you are next
Wockhardt in my cup this ain't no Tech

(Verse Two: DripGod Loo)
You know my gang gone chase the bands
With your shawty off the xans
He think he bro he a fan
Grab his pack and then I ran
So damn high like where I am?
Keep the glick that shit go bam
I'm with Ty we gonna scam
Luxi strapped up with the jam
Tote the glick that bitch gone blow
IDB you want no smoke
Got the demons they no joke
Flippin' sacks yeah we not broke
I could never love a hoe
Cause in a night she gotta go
Yo fuck a wife I need the dough
Need the bread we gotta glo
Toting that glick and that shit got a beam
Shit gotta pop if you pull up on me
This shit is wock we sippin' that lean
Roll up a wood it's stuffed up with tree
They cannot trap and keep it lowkey
I got the strap and I'm letting it free
I got a bitch and she love LSD
Pull up with gang we pull up left deep
I'm with you bae and she givin' me head
He want the fame and I want the bread
Don't say my name 'cause I don't got no friends
We bussin' your brains we do not play pretend
Pull out the blick and we put him to rest
I fucked that bitch now that bitch is a mess
I been surviving this shit through finesse
That boy been talking then he gone get pressed

(Hook: 279tyler)
Choppa let it spit leave his white shirt red
Hahaha I think it's funny how I left him dead
Pop a xanax like it was fucking pez
Call my Glock a pencil 'cause it's always full of led
Huh, yeah I know you not getting bread
I know you talking to feds
Bad bitch with big breasts
I was in her mouth like I was crest
So high I don't even know what I said
Talking down on me then guess you are next
Wockhardt in my cup this ain't no Tech