[Verse 1: Kay Glizz]
Like, I’m back on that nonsense
Lowkey I been fiendin’ to harm shit
They had nun to say when Nunnie had jump out to Larkin, up it and spark it
They say TG crazy, we is the Troops and my niggas ballin’ like Harden
They keep talkin’ ‘bout that stuff when all they did was front
Bad drill, offense is garbage
We gon’ troop through their sides tryna-
We gon’ troop through their sides tryna catch that head pop
Backin’ the stash out, them niggas dead pop
Kick me a [?] got Chase in that headlock
If you not one of mine you get slimed
Every other day we troop through the Line
Can nevеr make noise ‘cause thеy never outside
So next stop I’m on the Blake with my .9
Glahh, they started some shit they can’t handle
Had their ooter trippin’, bussin’ dance moves
Got this G on me push up I dare you
Big .30, Julius Randle
All them TDG bitches is ran through
Catch ‘em, break ‘em down, dismantle
Send the blitz you gon’ see what these bands do
Larry with me he jumpin’ out that van too
Niggas know why they call us the Troops
Free GetLeft the late night sparker
GDK niggas know how we hoop
Homie dropped to the block he couldn’t make it farther
If we knew he was hit would’ve stood over top bangin’ his shit, Vince Carter
Niggas know how we get, don’t use them thotties to line us ‘cause then we might harm ‘em
Like, I’m back on that nonsense
Lowkey I been fiendin’ to harm shit
They had nun to say when Nunnie had jump out to Larkin, up it and spark it
They say TG crazy, we is the Troops and my niggas ballin’ like Harden
They keep talkin’ ‘bout that stuff when all they did was front
Bad drill, offense is garbage
We gon’ troop through their sides tryna-
We gon’ troop through their sides tryna catch that head pop
Backin’ the stash out, them niggas dead pop
Kick me a [?] got Chase in that headlock
If you not one of mine you get slimed
Every other day we troop through the Line
Can nevеr make noise ‘cause thеy never outside
So next stop I’m on the Blake with my .9
Glahh, they started some shit they can’t handle
Had their ooter trippin’, bussin’ dance moves
Got this G on me push up I dare you
Big .30, Julius Randle
All them TDG bitches is ran through
Catch ‘em, break ‘em down, dismantle
Send the blitz you gon’ see what these bands do
Larry with me he jumpin’ out that van too
Niggas know why they call us the Troops
Free GetLeft the late night sparker
GDK niggas know how we hoop
Homie dropped to the block he couldn’t make it farther
If we knew he was hit would’ve stood over top bangin’ his shit, Vince Carter
Niggas know how we get, don’t use them thotties to line us ‘cause then we might harm ‘em
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