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[Intro: BigKayBeezy]
Yeah, yeah
Gang, gang

[Chorus: BigKayBeezy]
Start off, shorties and big bodies, you know how I'm rocking
Kick doors on the nine, they like, "Lil' folks always been out of pocket"
Hoes, they on my line until I say, "You ain't getting in my wallet"
Thirty on my .9, the opps see me, they like, "That's what you call it"
Watch your fucking mouth 'fore I pop up at your momma house
And leave you slumped like you was off them drugs on your fucking couch
Walk Down Gang, when we soar up, we be showing out
Pop Out Gang, once we catch the opps, we hawk 'em down

[Verse 1: BigKayBeezy]
Beezo been that n***a but you know that if you toting, blow that
These n***as pussy, tough as hell online, in real life you ain't on that
Slide thе door back, pop out, walk 'em down and faceshot, push his 'fro back
All on live, talking 'bout how hе survived, it's time for us to go back
You know me, I'm flee as hell and lil' bro flee as well
I let three shots out this revolver, that's three bodies, ain't no shells
Left him Ricky, what's that smell? Bro, don't tweak with him he 12
And if you say you got a problem, hit my block, don't hit my cell
Uh, I'm that n***a, smoking opps out a Backwood, not a Swisher
He said I ain't with it, how do you figure it?
If I hit a lick, ain't no hundreds or fifties, I'm killing the dealer
Beezy got a vest, it don't get no realer, Draco and banana peel
I done took some much shit I can play for the Steelers
I don't think you want with the gang, the gorrilas
[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
I won't drop a diss, I drop the bag
Keep fire on me, extended mag
She eating me, I make her gag
I eat his plate and take a sack
We hit up his whip and make him crash
Ain't no IG, we on his ass
He play with me, we on his ass
Lil' 4 just say he want a hat
We double back like bring it back
Bitch, I be with the silver [?]
We don't do no tit for tat
Bitch, steppers leave a n***a flat
We turned his lil' bro to a pack
Pay for the drop, we sending that
I ain't beefing over no Internet
I show you how to a n***a whacked
I can show you how to get a n***a touched
We finna bust if he pulling up
I get some blicks, we finna rush
He said it's up, we sending up
Take the clip to the clip, it's a double up
Fuck the bitch to make her get my brother sucked
We hit his block with a ton of shots
The K round hold a honey bun
What's the word? Bitch, I'm the shit
I know you heard he disrespect
We got some nerves, we leave his shit all on the curb
Where I come from, don't nobody make it out
We all feel cursed, they paid me ten just for a verse
I'll still go put in work, bitch
[Chorus: BigKayBeezy]
Start off, shorties and big bodies, you know how I'm rocking
Kick doors on the nine, they like, "Lil' folks always been out of pocket"
Hoes, they on my line until I say, "You ain't getting in my wallet"
Thirty on my .9, the opps see me, they like, "That's what you call it"
Watch your fucking mouth 'fore I pop up at your momma house
And leave you slumped like you was off them drugs on your fucking couch
Walk Down Gang, once we soar up, we be showing out
Pop Out Gang, once we catch the opps, we hawk 'em down