[Verse 1: Flowz Dilione]
Bang bang bang bang bang bang
Dudes acting like bitches talkin all of that gossip like
Whose who and this and that
Where and when and how often
That big mouth your downfall, talkin bout all of your profit
Think that your rich? Well your not (your not)
When I kick down your door and I rob you
Show me the drugs and the cash
You can keep all that change in your wallet
Brah I don't want it, I don't need it
I just came for your buds and ya stack and what's under ya mattress
And no I won't leave til I have it
My families real you are plastic (fake, fake)
Won't find me online I ain't got the time I'm too busy trappin

[Verse 2: Riv]
Trappin, trappin, trappin, trappin
In the West everybody's trappin
In them squat dens everybody's smackin
'Round here murders in the street they happen
Real shit we ain't actin
Diss on the fam cop a knife in ya back man
Yeah here what I said?
If you diss on the fam cop a knife in ya back man
(Bang)
Bang, bang
Men at large yeah, that 720 Gang
My fam's killing raps, my fam's buys my tracks, my fam's on the map
Bang, bang
Men at large yeah, that 720 Gang
My fam's come and raps, my fam's buys my tracks, my fam's on the map
Bang