[Intro: Yung Threat]
Long live Ahk
Long live Roach
Hey Whites
Hey Mob
Turn it up for Mari
Uh, on Ahk nigga
I do this shit, I been doing this shit
Turn me up right quick

[Verse 1: Yung Threat]
I don't know about them but they know about me taking trips on their rip with that fully P
I'm a real young threat and I need shit stressed most niggas might label me a bully
Headshot younging got hit he was cooking
Tell Guap "Love that Drac'" 'cause we 'bout to get Boogie
That young nigga weak he got put on a hoodie
You know how I'm coming I'm swinging that fully
Long live Q had me spinning for weeks
I don't care about a bitch put her ass in a sheet
And you know that was me in the middle of the street I was bumping that P knocked his ass off his feet
You know how I come on your street
I'm a real street sweeper leave his ass in the creek
There is a time and a place I come anywhere with that Drac' I don't care put your ass in the air
I'm keeping it G
When Whites died I done cracked two in a week
All on they're rip, I'm looking sweet
Throw me the ball I'ma lace up my cleats
Crack him and his mother that's a real rest in peace
Smacked the nigga little brother right there on that back street
(Excuse me)
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