[Intro: Kemo Givenchy & Raccz]
Rrah-rrah-rrah
Rrah-rrah-rrah ([?])
Ayo, bitch
Rrah-rrah (Ah-ah-ah-ah)
Rrah-rrah-rrah

[Verse 1: Raccz, Jugger, & Kemo Givenchy]
Clickin' on him till it break
For the bread I'm never late
100z put you in ya' place
.40 boomin' in his face
Swervin' giffy, state to state
Fuck a bid, I do the race
Why they talkin' on the gang?
Like we don't really put in pain
Like we don't really let it bang
All these oppa niggas lame
Like, niggas better tuck they chain
Niggas better duck they brain
'Cause Tucker aimin' for they frame
I'm wit' the 100 Clocc mobsters
No, we don't play with our roster
You could get shot for impostin'
Speakin' on T, I'ma pop it
Big .40, I'ma knock it
Shit hangin' out thе pocket
See a dizzy, I'ma flock it
I ain't got no other option
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