Doubles, ****, come on
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dead homies
Aye, aye, aye
Four Hunnid
Gang bizness, I don't really do no lame shit
Ain't no patdown of killers that I came with
Freak bitch and her lil' sister on the same shit
Do yo' thang on the gang, on the gang, bitch
Blue rag around the thirty when I bounce out
Don't we all just hate a bitch that got a loud mouth?
In the Cutlass, I'ma up and clear the crowd out
Nowadays, these **** kissin' ass just for a shout out
Do your dance in this bitch, throw your gang up
Quiet **** get aggressive, I don't say much
Block that bitch until I peep she got her pape' up
**** try to keep up with the kid and then went bankrupt
Right leg, left leg, get your walk on
Gon' be crackin' with the opps until they all gone
Free the gang and I'ma scream it until my dawgs home
Thick bitch know how to **** it up, and she on all fours
Big chop in the duffle, I'm a flight risk
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch
She ain't got no home training when she ride dick
Gen 5, keep it on my person like a sidekick
Woo, **** know who I hang with
Ah damn, Jizzo on the same shit
Woo, in this bitch, gang thick
Real blood, I ain't ever bang Krip
Tried to play with my gangster but it ain't stick
I don't know what you **** thought but it ain't it
**** online speakin' way slick
**** a stream, make a **** twitch when that K hit
Aye, **** it up, do the Blood walk
Big ting, oops, my bad that's how the Bloods talk
Tell on who? Knock it the **** off
Do a komma, do the time, what the Bloods talk
Yeah, I burnt out literally with a whole lot of artillery
The opps ain't getting rid of me
This new shit I'm tryna **** but I'm don't know if she feelin' me
Hennything is possible off the Hennessy
Right leg, left leg, get your walk on
Gon' be crackin' with the opps until they all gone
Free the gang and I'ma scream it until my dawgs home
Thick bitch know how to **** it up, and she on all fours
Big chop in the duffle, I'm a flight risk
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch
She ain't got no home training when she ride dick
Gen 5, keep it on my person like a sidekick
Hol' up, where my bitch at?
Kome **** a rich **** with a six pack
Murda gang, spin first, we don't spin back
I'm the **** brought the to Dracy to the kickback
Goddamn Gotti, why you did that?
See that bitch right there, I'm tryna hit that
**** a bitch, do my dougie with a big strap
I'm the type to get it crackin', where you kids at?
**** it, if Gotti trippin', I'm trippin'
I'm in this bitch with a Smith'n, when I'm top with the clip in
Dead homies
I'm from Pyru but he Crippin'
Trigger finger itchin', we ain't tryna wait for no dissin'
Dead homies
Brodie tried to keep it player but it's too late
Spot a opp and I got blower, I don't shoot fades
**** out they rabid ass mind like a toothpick
I'm from the blue bricks, baby, where we shoot K's
I'm from top gang, bitch, and my shoes laced
Went on a few missions, caught a few fades
Squabble up, bitch, I think I'm Luke Kage
Got rich and tried to change, it was too late
I wear a Glock like it's fashion, got three chops and a mansion
My kids know they daddy is active
Enemy gon' bash 'em, they don't want beef they fastin'
I hate opps with a passion