[Verse 1: Brick Wolfpack]
I bleed the block till it's hot
[?]
Purple [?] out the box
I just dropped a [?] in the pot
And I just hit the plug for for the [?]
We on top you be running in place
If it’s beef we gon come to you're place
Ima hop out put that [?] to yo face
Ya bitch keep callin my phone
Tell her leave me alone i ain't got time
The plug just fronted about 20 of em
Tell them young n****s come shop I got plenty of em
Got [?] On top of the roof , they just like troops they watching for jackers, please don’t play with my money I don't think it's funny the chopper gon turn a n**a to a casper
Moving them cases out to [?]⁸
It got me icy just like Alaska
Hard to breathe just like some [?]
I'm bout to take off straight outta Nasa
I Fill the backwoods up with runtz
I mixed exotic pop up with the punch
N***s be caking and cuffing these c****s
If I do not know you I can't do no fronts
Posted on the block with a 40 and a [?]
Plug hit my line middle man I don't need you... (to be continued...)
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
OOWEE!
The syrup inside me these racks on my body
I got the Maybach my bro in the Masi, you play with the sauce then you missing a body
All of my scooters they scooting about me, they splashing and squirting and shooting about me
I-I went Jurassic we chew up the body
Boy you ain't know what to do with a body
Boy you ain't G can’t be you with a body but you only strapped in a stu for a body
All of my diamonds is big and they bright and they work out real hard like they doing pilates
Boy can’t believe that a nigga so stupid to play over him make the news on a Friday
Way I be drippin' and pimpin’ these bitches Ice Cube gotta use me when he redo friday
Bitch I'm a ball on these niggas like Kobe I never switch teams it's that hoopa inside me
Yeah Imma switch out his face with that tray he be stealing my way is a shooter inside me
Yeah I hear stories and rumors about me
But there ain't nothing they doing about me
I’m outta space and the rumors about me
Telling them something, thats look for a hobby
Oh you got one I got few in the lobby
It's really that I got 2 in the lobby
Everything down to my shoe they gone copy
Stay out my business you moving too sloppy
I'm not at work but a tool in my pocket
Look at yo face what you do with a rocket
You ain't gone let up the fire and rock it
Oh-oh you a plug, we takin yo socket
Ran out of mud, we gone relock it
Drank in my city we always restock it
Bitch I'm a boss I ain't doing no flockin'
I want the benjamins all in yo wallet
Shit, pull out the Maybachs its all black and polished
OOWEE!
I bleed the block till it's hot
[?]
Purple [?] out the box
I just dropped a [?] in the pot
And I just hit the plug for for the [?]
We on top you be running in place
If it’s beef we gon come to you're place
Ima hop out put that [?] to yo face
Ya bitch keep callin my phone
Tell her leave me alone i ain't got time
The plug just fronted about 20 of em
Tell them young n****s come shop I got plenty of em
Got [?] On top of the roof , they just like troops they watching for jackers, please don’t play with my money I don't think it's funny the chopper gon turn a n**a to a casper
Moving them cases out to [?]⁸
It got me icy just like Alaska
Hard to breathe just like some [?]
I'm bout to take off straight outta Nasa
I Fill the backwoods up with runtz
I mixed exotic pop up with the punch
N***s be caking and cuffing these c****s
If I do not know you I can't do no fronts
Posted on the block with a 40 and a [?]
Plug hit my line middle man I don't need you... (to be continued...)
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
OOWEE!
The syrup inside me these racks on my body
I got the Maybach my bro in the Masi, you play with the sauce then you missing a body
All of my scooters they scooting about me, they splashing and squirting and shooting about me
I-I went Jurassic we chew up the body
Boy you ain't know what to do with a body
Boy you ain't G can’t be you with a body but you only strapped in a stu for a body
All of my diamonds is big and they bright and they work out real hard like they doing pilates
Boy can’t believe that a nigga so stupid to play over him make the news on a Friday
Way I be drippin' and pimpin’ these bitches Ice Cube gotta use me when he redo friday
Bitch I'm a ball on these niggas like Kobe I never switch teams it's that hoopa inside me
Yeah Imma switch out his face with that tray he be stealing my way is a shooter inside me
Yeah I hear stories and rumors about me
But there ain't nothing they doing about me
I’m outta space and the rumors about me
Telling them something, thats look for a hobby
Oh you got one I got few in the lobby
It's really that I got 2 in the lobby
Everything down to my shoe they gone copy
Stay out my business you moving too sloppy
I'm not at work but a tool in my pocket
Look at yo face what you do with a rocket
You ain't gone let up the fire and rock it
Oh-oh you a plug, we takin yo socket
Ran out of mud, we gone relock it
Drank in my city we always restock it
Bitch I'm a boss I ain't doing no flockin'
I want the benjamins all in yo wallet
Shit, pull out the Maybachs its all black and polished
OOWEE!
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