[Verse]
Th-th-this ain't no freak shit, shit you won't blitz to (Kezii)
This shit that'll make you go shoot out the rental
Can't name one block that we never done went to
Droppin' they lo', well, you know I'm gon' spin through
Y'all say, "Free Kapp," he got beat on his birthday
Sent to the ER, med kit, first aid
Free all the bros, niggas did 'em the worst way
Oh you wearin' they merch, like what do that shirt say?
Stay on that block, two towns, [?]
I was over there Monday, and I'm still here Thursday
This day four, yesterday was the third day
You can tell I ain't cappin' just based off my wordplay
I fuck with some G's but don't care for the gunnin'
I only threw two, why the fuck is you runnin'?
He ain't see me right there, he ain't know I was comin'
Like, I'm on that block and I'm huntin'
He put on for the net, publicity stuntin'
When I see him in person, he bluffin' and frontin'
I said, "What's the word", he said he ain't on nothin'
I ain't mean what I said, I don't care, now I'm dumpin'
I punched out Pop, I'ma flick on his brother
Beat him up on the train, then that's word to my mother
B Lotti a mook, and that boy undercover
When they ask if it's true, all he did was just stutter
"Shh" got tagged, boy had to recover
He sat on the bench for like most of the summer
Opp bitch eatin', you said that you love her
I hit one time, and I'm keepin' my rubber
How many niggas done really got shot?
How many niggas done really got hit up?
Got hit in his back, he was yellin', "It's hot"
Fell to the floor, he can't even sit up
He holdin' his shirt, but he must've forgot
We threw two more, but that nigga ain't get up
I knew he was buggin' 'cause we threw a lot
Who this in that V? I bet it get lit up
Put bag on whoever, just tell me the digit
Anybody get shot, I don't care if they a midget
You saw me up close, all you did was just fidget
Ain't have shit to say, all I heard was a cricket
Free EK, saw bro on a visit
You know that's my brother, for him it's no limit
Bro be home soon, he been gone for a minute
We been cookin' up two, I ain't talkin' no skillet
My hood gon' protect me, they know I'm the ticket
If you try to get close, then they gonna prohibit
Still throw every shot with two hands on my pivot
Every time that I throw, they gon' say that I did it
If you jackin' my F, ain't no choosin' and pickin'
We don't play disrespect, we just get straight to flickin'
Thought she a twin, whole time she a triplet
She get to the bag, OnlyFans is explicit
Love me a lightskin, but love when they brown
She keep me up every time that I'm down
If I see Jay, then I'm flockin' the hound
I'ma stand over him if he fall to the ground
Citizens app, makin' call from the sound
When they came to the scene, no bullets was found
We catch good rep when y'all go out of bounds
We can link OT, bang it out out of town
Th-th-this ain't no freak shit, shit you won't blitz to (Kezii)
This shit that'll make you go shoot out the rental
Can't name one block that we never done went to
Droppin' they lo', well, you know I'm gon' spin through
Y'all say, "Free Kapp," he got beat on his birthday
Sent to the ER, med kit, first aid
Free all the bros, niggas did 'em the worst way
Oh you wearin' they merch, like what do that shirt say?
Stay on that block, two towns, [?]
I was over there Monday, and I'm still here Thursday
This day four, yesterday was the third day
You can tell I ain't cappin' just based off my wordplay
I fuck with some G's but don't care for the gunnin'
I only threw two, why the fuck is you runnin'?
He ain't see me right there, he ain't know I was comin'
Like, I'm on that block and I'm huntin'
He put on for the net, publicity stuntin'
When I see him in person, he bluffin' and frontin'
I said, "What's the word", he said he ain't on nothin'
I ain't mean what I said, I don't care, now I'm dumpin'
I punched out Pop, I'ma flick on his brother
Beat him up on the train, then that's word to my mother
B Lotti a mook, and that boy undercover
When they ask if it's true, all he did was just stutter
"Shh" got tagged, boy had to recover
He sat on the bench for like most of the summer
Opp bitch eatin', you said that you love her
I hit one time, and I'm keepin' my rubber
How many niggas done really got shot?
How many niggas done really got hit up?
Got hit in his back, he was yellin', "It's hot"
Fell to the floor, he can't even sit up
He holdin' his shirt, but he must've forgot
We threw two more, but that nigga ain't get up
I knew he was buggin' 'cause we threw a lot
Who this in that V? I bet it get lit up
Put bag on whoever, just tell me the digit
Anybody get shot, I don't care if they a midget
You saw me up close, all you did was just fidget
Ain't have shit to say, all I heard was a cricket
Free EK, saw bro on a visit
You know that's my brother, for him it's no limit
Bro be home soon, he been gone for a minute
We been cookin' up two, I ain't talkin' no skillet
My hood gon' protect me, they know I'm the ticket
If you try to get close, then they gonna prohibit
Still throw every shot with two hands on my pivot
Every time that I throw, they gon' say that I did it
If you jackin' my F, ain't no choosin' and pickin'
We don't play disrespect, we just get straight to flickin'
Thought she a twin, whole time she a triplet
She get to the bag, OnlyFans is explicit
Love me a lightskin, but love when they brown
She keep me up every time that I'm down
If I see Jay, then I'm flockin' the hound
I'ma stand over him if he fall to the ground
Citizens app, makin' call from the sound
When they came to the scene, no bullets was found
We catch good rep when y'all go out of bounds
We can link OT, bang it out out of town
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