Portland
[Intro]
(Yo Kezzy, yo Kezzy)
(Yo Meen play that shit)
[Chorus: Rich Nunu]
This shit washed n***as throw shots and miss every time
These n***as be hype about it
One lost bro came to they block couple n***as got shot about it
Your favorite rapper don’t got no hits, that n***a lying about it
(Oh my god we lost Jamie and Dell)
Well then go cry about it
[Verse 1: Rich Nunu]
Grinchin’ got resume, We the one giving the belt
We the one promoting the violence
It’s still free my Co-D he never said no names still to the goons stay silent
Still free bro they say they outsidе everyday when wе pop out we never find 'em
These n***as jokes they ain’t get back for they man on that one shit
That’s on bro but they wanna post, if we get the lo it’s a vibe on Mami
They never post outside on Mami
I don’t give a fuck about who mentioning bro
I swear they all gon’ die on Mami
Can’t go band for band wit’ me but I swear they all could try
If we ain’t have sliders inside of the gang
That means we all provide
[Verse 2: Rich Glizz]
(Rrrah Rrrah)
N***as be dissin’ these n***as be fans
Bitch, I get that Martin that pain
Better hope it don’t jam cause’ the last n***a shoot me that lil n***a ran
I’m just tryna get on some rap shit
Catch in person I really clap shit Bitch
Your favorite rapper he not active
Meek Gz got clapped he ain’t had it
I do me no bend and go drill bitch that’s on me
I really walk shit down
Like on the rock I was posted wit’ hounds
Free 33 brodie did not make a sound
We do not do the snitchin’
He got caught wit’ percs and started bitchin’
They want the wrong one I might lip it
Cause 40 so big and it’s slippin' Bitch
Oh they posted on the Bz so we gone slide up then we creep
Then we hop out and blast
Most of these n***as run fast like
Jamie tried to get some eats and then he got clapped like
I jus’ wish bro had a- Bitch I jus’ wish bro had a mask
And I could be high off the, Bitch I be high off Rayy Makk
[Verse: Rich Nunu and Rich Glizz]
They know who uppin’ the score
They know your members is dying
Everytime I stop to the drill N***as is like we not even trying
They get in the booth start cappin’ I wanna know why you lyin’
You don’t got no bread in your pockets you don’t even hurt nobody
Let’s go post up on they block
The first one we see, we gon’ do em just like Rah
Tony got hit in his top
And what did they do all them n***as did was cry like
They better go hop in that ride so now
They know I be banging that knock
Free G Swervo he on top
They standing on business cause’ they know how my n***as rock
[Chorus: Rich Nunu]
This shit washed n***as throw shots and miss everytime
These n***as be hype about it
One lost bro cam to they block couple n***as got shot about it
Your favorite rapper don’t got no hits, that n***a lying about it
(Oh my god we lost Jamie and Dell)
Well then go cry about it
(Yo Kezzy, yo Kezzy)
(Yo Meen play that shit)
[Chorus: Rich Nunu]
This shit washed n***as throw shots and miss every time
These n***as be hype about it
One lost bro came to they block couple n***as got shot about it
Your favorite rapper don’t got no hits, that n***a lying about it
(Oh my god we lost Jamie and Dell)
Well then go cry about it
[Verse 1: Rich Nunu]
Grinchin’ got resume, We the one giving the belt
We the one promoting the violence
It’s still free my Co-D he never said no names still to the goons stay silent
Still free bro they say they outsidе everyday when wе pop out we never find 'em
These n***as jokes they ain’t get back for they man on that one shit
That’s on bro but they wanna post, if we get the lo it’s a vibe on Mami
They never post outside on Mami
I don’t give a fuck about who mentioning bro
I swear they all gon’ die on Mami
Can’t go band for band wit’ me but I swear they all could try
If we ain’t have sliders inside of the gang
That means we all provide
[Verse 2: Rich Glizz]
(Rrrah Rrrah)
N***as be dissin’ these n***as be fans
Bitch, I get that Martin that pain
Better hope it don’t jam cause’ the last n***a shoot me that lil n***a ran
I’m just tryna get on some rap shit
Catch in person I really clap shit Bitch
Your favorite rapper he not active
Meek Gz got clapped he ain’t had it
I do me no bend and go drill bitch that’s on me
I really walk shit down
Like on the rock I was posted wit’ hounds
Free 33 brodie did not make a sound
We do not do the snitchin’
He got caught wit’ percs and started bitchin’
They want the wrong one I might lip it
Cause 40 so big and it’s slippin' Bitch
Oh they posted on the Bz so we gone slide up then we creep
Then we hop out and blast
Most of these n***as run fast like
Jamie tried to get some eats and then he got clapped like
I jus’ wish bro had a- Bitch I jus’ wish bro had a mask
And I could be high off the, Bitch I be high off Rayy Makk
[Verse: Rich Nunu and Rich Glizz]
They know who uppin’ the score
They know your members is dying
Everytime I stop to the drill N***as is like we not even trying
They get in the booth start cappin’ I wanna know why you lyin’
You don’t got no bread in your pockets you don’t even hurt nobody
Let’s go post up on they block
The first one we see, we gon’ do em just like Rah
Tony got hit in his top
And what did they do all them n***as did was cry like
They better go hop in that ride so now
They know I be banging that knock
Free G Swervo he on top
They standing on business cause’ they know how my n***as rock
[Chorus: Rich Nunu]
This shit washed n***as throw shots and miss everytime
These n***as be hype about it
One lost bro cam to they block couple n***as got shot about it
Your favorite rapper don’t got no hits, that n***a lying about it
(Oh my god we lost Jamie and Dell)
Well then go cry about it