Lyrics: Julio
Music: Julio
You niggas ain't get shit back in blood
Last time I recall your brother died in your hands and you was crying
You bitch ass niggas ain't standing on shit
Can't even live in the city for real (Bitch ass niggas)
On gang (singing ass niggas)
Just got the drop 3 start the car let's hit the 12 and put in work
Ya'll the ones who hit the stand when we put Shug on a shirt
Ya'll did not get Johnathan Thomas how the **** ya'll smoking Durk?
Why the **** yo' ass ain't mention we shot your brother like a nerf
We the ones who popping Glocks and popping opps just like a perc
We the ones shot up that funeral they can't grieve inside that church
Drop that bag on Sunday night then that boy dead on Monday first
22 insidе my Glock I'm shooting shit like Caris LeVert
Bitch ass nigga
You ain't do shit but cry about that shit
Junе 5th the whole scene
Run down before the sun down
On 8
Twin shoulda had his gun was talking on that PS4
Say he pissed on Trey D grave they put his ass inside the floor
KuKu died was on that lean we caught his ass inside a four
Bitch free mister park the car I'm talking bout lil' Fe and Cho
Got shot 6 times in the ass shit bagged him like a bitch
Who can't shoot a video on the opps block? Bitch this my shit
Police handing out indictments can't even post up on the 6
I was mad about the loyalty I wasn't mad about no bitch (Brrrr, Rrrrah)
Thats the sound of ARP
ChiChi 40 years old running from bullets like a teen
Busta he ain't have no face, they left Lil' Nate all in the street
Ya'll let Corbin get kidnapped and they still ain't find his ass for weeks
Crying on that 'gram nigga, you ain't get no get back
Watched your own momma cry, and you ain't get shit wacked
You ain't slide on no blocks, you ain't create no packs
Smoking Ku on the 'gram nigga, for 35 we started that
4x That's a party pack
Buck at us and we shooting back
Slime and them out there screaming "Slatt!"
Your dog died and you ain't spin yet
Know he in hell upset
6 block we up next
50k I up that
We killed your dog nigga spin back
Just got the drop 3 start the car let's hit the 12 and put in work
Ya'll the ones who hit the stand when we put Shug on a shirt
Ya'll did not get Johnathan Thomas how the **** ya'll smoking Durk?
Why the **** yo' ass ain't mention we shot your brother like a nerf
We the ones who popping Glocks and popping opps just like a perc
We the ones shot up that funeral they can't grieve inside that church
Drop that bag on Sunday night then that boy dead on Monday first
22 inside my Glock I'm shooting shit like Caris LeVert
Bitch ass nigga
You ain't do shit but cry about that shit
June 5th the whole scene
Run down before the sun down
On 8