Lil Bibby
Chiraq (Remix)
[Verse 1: JackBoi BooMain]
Lil Herb you's a fuck n***a
When them shells go better Duck n***a
150 you ain't really with it
Wack eddie up n***a count them Digits
If the A chance let my team hit it
Like Pro-Methazine have ya body leanin
Pussy n***a loves gun play enough talk boi
Let guns spray Bullets short For the opps call it Wifi
You ain't really outside boi why lie Shots fired
On ya block its a homicide Bail Like ya boy jay
When them shots fired you ain't really on the block
You ain't gettin cake ya louie ya truey that shit fake
Run up one me one day ya gonna meet grave like dee we'll
Give his ass Tray-8 bitches say she will fuck but that
Bitch fake you a bitch on a low you'll suck fucking drake
Hey Watch what you say Fuck Ebk
Clout Lord Clout Lord Shout out Lil Jay
We be posting on the when you pulled up
Got shells for the hoes that rolled up
You ain't never shot a gun, stop acting tough

[Verse 2: Lil Jay]
BDK
Pull on your block in full attack
We got 30s and we got Macs
Catch a opp then he getting stretched
Pop his ass like a fucking flat
Got the Mac-11 in my backpack
Yeah that bitch go rat-tat
Try to run, tear down your back
Clout Lord I can't go for that
30 blow like a fucking fan
Doing hits out a fucking van
Then get out the fucking jam
Like Lil Bibby when he fucking ran
Double 0 i'm the fucking man
Yeah I got pounds and I got grams
You can get taxed like Uncle Sam
And I do hits in my Timberlands
Do hits in my Nike Airs
Got a 30 on me I don't fight fair
Yeah my shooter with me and he right there
They got guns and semis shooting in the air
And catch a body and don't even care
Leave the pussy body anywhere
And i'm steady riding through their block
Why the pussy n***as never there?
[Verse 3: LakeSide Viet TBeastie]
Squad, squad, squad
Trixx, I don't really like Tricks
Got me feeling like I'm Jadakiss (braa braa)
If I catch a n***a camping all out imma bring him to his deathwish

40 Glock, green light at the 50 Route