FGE Cypher Montana of 300 & Talley of 300 (Ft. No Fatigue & $avage of FGE)

[Verse 1: $avage]
Young nigga bought a bag, I was trappin' hard way before the booth, nigga
Drug deals, hand in hand, I could turn a half ounce into 2, nigga
Who the fuck is you, nigga?
M.O.B no new niggas
Up the burner, no construction worker when I put this hammer to your roof, nigga
I'm strapped I might clap, know we'll clap, best believe that
One in the head, Imma squeeze that
I been cocked, like T-Mac
Fly guy, where your wings at?
Bitches love me like I sing pop
Wanna be fly? Let that thing pop
Give a nigga wings like Wing Stop
40 Cal that's always
Nine Milly with the green dot
Two guns, so that's two buttons, at the same time like a screenshot
He got that steel with him
Every nigga with him gon' drill with him
Long clip, 30 rounds for 'em
Dig a hole in the ground for 'em
Send a nigga to the heaven's gates
Tryna cross eyes like Kevin Gates
Choppa sing like Mary J
Hit the full house except Mary Kate
Growing up in that Section 8
Coming home late like everyday
OG told me pray for the better days
Now it's 14 karats on my bezel face
Squad!