Close Range Yungeen Ace & FastMoney Goon

[Intro: Yungeen Ace & FastMoney Goon]
Is that AJ?
[?]
Haha, fuck you talkin' 'bout nigga?
Y'all know we slangin' that shit nigga
Y'all know who the top Don Dada is nigga
You know who the fuck it is nigga
Aight, you better watch yourself boy
Aight, hold up, wait a minute
Say look bruh
Ayy, reload that shit, come here
Let me get some

[Verse 1: FastMoney Goon]
Slidin' through the city, we convicted felons (Yeah)
Stolen car, dirty niggas, we got dirty weapons (Yeah)
Them niggas speakin' on Trayvon, so we gon' come and stretch him (Bah)
Forever pressure, when I see him, ain't gon' second guess it
I'm goin' load that AR (Yeah), don't care who they are
They tweakin' in they song (Oh), but we know they play hard
I ain't the type to bluff, get you tripped on my face card
And he shot him and he made it, boy, you better go and thank God (Yeah, thank God)

[Verse 2: Yungeen Ace]
We slidin' 'round in them stolos (Skrrt), three deep with photos (Bang)
This 23, his camera shot, face is face to take photos (Come here, bop)
Can't put my trust in no hoes (Uh-uh), we slide around with them sticks (Skrrt, skrrt, uh)
Bitch when it beep, we bring that pressure outside your house where it sick (Right here)
A hundred shots, up on they block, it's do or die (Uh)
Top nigga in the city, bindin' shit bitch I'll die (Bitch I'll die)
Over here I feel like Drake with all these Dracos (With all these Dracos)
Bussin' niggas shit, had it first, this shit like Halo (Bang, bang, bang)