Lyrics: Paul Johnson
Music: Paul Johnson
Grah-grah
Everything dead
Bow
Bow-bow
Gang-gang
Grah, grah, grah
Chrome Heart when it's time to drip
Up the 5, you get hit by a 'rip (Yes)
I'ma say it again, "You got lined by a bitch" (Bitch)
.32, it's stuck up in my stick (Stick, grah)
Justo be cappin', why he really dissin'?
He just rappin' shit that he not livin'
Don't forget Benji, he not livin' (Uh-Huh)
Smokin' on Dummy, Chico got me lifted (Grah-grah)
Free gang, free Pippen
Yeah we just had a couple niggas limpin' (Limpin')
Went to school with some opps (Yes), they turned into cops (Grah)
'Cause they know who was really clickin' (Gang-gang-gang)
Set Da Trend, niggas heard that you ran (You ran)
Heard you ran on your man on that mission (Facts)
That could never be me, I would never be you
I'd have turned around and started clickin' (Grah-grah-grah)
Baddie structure, thinkin' she just J Lo (J Lo)
She in the field, throwin' like it's Halo (Bow-bow)
See an O, better duck and lay low (Grah, grah)
Tryna stack a hunnid like some Legos (Gang-gang-gang)
He got hits, put 'em on the payroll (Payroll)
He got chops soundin' like the Draco (Grah, grah)
Lefty my blood, he gon' shoot in the paint though (In the paint)
Drop the 4, throw a four in the Faygo (Faygo)
Free gang, free Pippen
Yeah we just had a couple niggas limpin' (Limpin')
Went to school with some opps (Yes), they turned into cops (Grah)
'Cause they know who was really clickin' (Gang-gang-gang)
Set Da Trend, niggas heard that you ran (You ran)
Heard you ran on your man on that mission (Facts)
That could never be me, I would never be you
I'd have turned around and started clickin' (Grah-grah-grah)
Free gang, free Pippen
Yeah we just had a couple niggas limpin' (Limpin')
Went to school with some opps, they turned into cops
'Cause they know who was really clickin' (Gang-gang-gang)
Set Da Trend, niggas heard that you ran (You ran)
Heard you ran on your man on that mission (Facts)
That could never be me, I would never be you
I'd have turned around and started clickin' (Grah-grah-grah)
Baddie structure, thinkin' she just J Lo
She in the field, throwin' like it's Halo
See an O, better duck and lay low
Tryna stack a hunnid like some Legos
He got hits, put 'em on the payroll
He got chops soundin' like the Draco
Lefty my blood, he gon' shoot in the paint, though
Drop the 4, throw a four in the Faygo