Afterparty TaTa, Kyle Richh & Dee Billz (Ft. Jenn Carter)

(Trey, Trey , Trey, Trey, Trey BVNDO)

[Verse: Dee Billz]
Like, feel like I'm Pop welcome to the party
Niggas grillin', we starting to fight
Like, I don't care if he little or tall, like
I wanna ball so I'm clutching the pipe, damn
We in the A, dare a nigga to act up
Like two thots in the V [?] up
CLA drifting, whole car strapped up, like
Can't hang if you play for the lackers
He was my brother, now he a opp
When I see him I'm letting it flock
Like if he run he get left on that block
Walk with the gun, I ain't running from cops
Thought it was sweet cause I got on glasses
G43 is tucked in thе jacket, like
Spike Lee, niggas bе acting
Fuck with the opps, I cannot jack it
Fuck with the opps, like I cannot jack that nigga
I cannot claim him, hit his face, rearrange it
Like hit his chest, leave him aching, damn
I know how to shoot never been to a range
Like went through hell and came back with the gang
Star B he retarded, can't be tamed
Me and Fazo, two deep in that rain