[Intro]
Ayy (Damn, Nick, chill out)
Uh-huh
Ayy
[Verse 1: FG Red]
Free out my niggas out that can, I can't wait 'til they get back (Free foenem)
I'm tryna get up out the trenches, put the hood up on my back (You know it)
I tote ARPs with switches, get too close, I make it clap (Grrah)
They say it's twenty on my head, tell them boys to double that (Lil' ass boys)
I be standing over niggas, fairy tale, it's just a act
B.I.P my bro Ty, for you, I'm spinnin' through the back (You know it)
Niggas playin' hard to kill, for Lil Munch, we been got back
And they been hiding behind them walls, guess we gotta set a trap (Lil' bitch-ass niggas)
I can kill your ass today and get off drank and take a nap
You ain't get back for your brother, when he died you made a rap (Ho-ass nigga, man)
Niggas tough up on the beat, nice as-hell up in these streets (Sweet-ass niggas)
Out in traffic with no heat, just pray to God you don't see me
'Cause on the day a nigga play, then him and Jesus just might meet (You know that)
'Cause if it's either him or me, I guarantee it won't be me (You know that)
You know I gotta make it home by any means, I'm gon' suceed
I ride with switch, .300 Blackout and some fully ARPs (Bitch)
[Verse 2: BloodHound Q50 & BloodHound Lil Jeff]
Q50 jump out all black
Gen 5, 32, that's a Shaq attack
Tryna run, hit a nigga right in his back
Last nigga from the 7, call him Uber-pack
The number one rule, you bet not lack (Go)
I love 23's with a switch on the back (Brr)
And you know my shorty got the .50 attached (Brr)
We up, they ass still gotta get back
Ayy (Damn, Nick, chill out)
Uh-huh
Ayy
[Verse 1: FG Red]
Free out my niggas out that can, I can't wait 'til they get back (Free foenem)
I'm tryna get up out the trenches, put the hood up on my back (You know it)
I tote ARPs with switches, get too close, I make it clap (Grrah)
They say it's twenty on my head, tell them boys to double that (Lil' ass boys)
I be standing over niggas, fairy tale, it's just a act
B.I.P my bro Ty, for you, I'm spinnin' through the back (You know it)
Niggas playin' hard to kill, for Lil Munch, we been got back
And they been hiding behind them walls, guess we gotta set a trap (Lil' bitch-ass niggas)
I can kill your ass today and get off drank and take a nap
You ain't get back for your brother, when he died you made a rap (Ho-ass nigga, man)
Niggas tough up on the beat, nice as-hell up in these streets (Sweet-ass niggas)
Out in traffic with no heat, just pray to God you don't see me
'Cause on the day a nigga play, then him and Jesus just might meet (You know that)
'Cause if it's either him or me, I guarantee it won't be me (You know that)
You know I gotta make it home by any means, I'm gon' suceed
I ride with switch, .300 Blackout and some fully ARPs (Bitch)
[Verse 2: BloodHound Q50 & BloodHound Lil Jeff]
Q50 jump out all black
Gen 5, 32, that's a Shaq attack
Tryna run, hit a nigga right in his back
Last nigga from the 7, call him Uber-pack
The number one rule, you bet not lack (Go)
I love 23's with a switch on the back (Brr)
And you know my shorty got the .50 attached (Brr)
We up, they ass still gotta get back
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