[Intro: 556zoo & BtgBug]
Mr. 556 (Brrt)
Run down, you get hit up in your shit (Yeah)
Grah, grah, mmm-mmm-mmm, grah, grah
Come here, where you goin'?
We on your ass
He made a left right here (Streight out the pack, uh, uh)
[Verse 1: BtgBug & 556zoo]
When them bullets get to flyin', bitch, your ass better get out the way (Ayy, yeah)
Hit a nigga with that iron (Bah, bah), then make a nigga body shake (Bah, bah)
We ain't tryna fuck you, you could just give me the face (Uh-huh)
Fish Fry Gang, bitch, I'm on that lane every day (No cap)
You ain't tryna eat dick, bitch, I see you later (Come here)
ARP five-sixty, bitch gon' box you like an alligator (Alligator)
They don't see his body (Yeah), it's gon' rip him up just like a paper (Like a paper)
Bitch, I got that stick, I'm tryna hoop like I play for the Lakers (Ha)
Bitch, I got that stick, I don't play, we come to his zone (Ayy, yeah)
Bullets smack him in the face, that bitch gon' leave his shit gone
Outside with that stick like me and O off a flip phone (Ah ha)
Hit, then pass that bitch to bro, we flip her like a flip phone (Flip phone)
[Verse 2: Th3Bangman & 556zoo]
Niggas, they be cappin', when we catch 'em, we gon' send 'em up
We killin' just for actin' tough, he tryna move, his body stuck (For real)
My brothers with me actin' up, we see the opps, we give it up
Nigga braggin' on my brother, but they knowin' what I do
Nigga, I'm straight up outta bricks and I ain't fuckin' with no U (No Us)
We just catch him where he loaf at, I be smilin' when I shoot
Bitch, I'm Faceshot Gang, shoot a nigga in his tooth (In his tooth)
And then we poppin' out that cut, ain't no more poppin' out that roof (Ayy)
Mr. 556 (Brrt)
Run down, you get hit up in your shit (Yeah)
Grah, grah, mmm-mmm-mmm, grah, grah
Come here, where you goin'?
We on your ass
He made a left right here (Streight out the pack, uh, uh)
[Verse 1: BtgBug & 556zoo]
When them bullets get to flyin', bitch, your ass better get out the way (Ayy, yeah)
Hit a nigga with that iron (Bah, bah), then make a nigga body shake (Bah, bah)
We ain't tryna fuck you, you could just give me the face (Uh-huh)
Fish Fry Gang, bitch, I'm on that lane every day (No cap)
You ain't tryna eat dick, bitch, I see you later (Come here)
ARP five-sixty, bitch gon' box you like an alligator (Alligator)
They don't see his body (Yeah), it's gon' rip him up just like a paper (Like a paper)
Bitch, I got that stick, I'm tryna hoop like I play for the Lakers (Ha)
Bitch, I got that stick, I don't play, we come to his zone (Ayy, yeah)
Bullets smack him in the face, that bitch gon' leave his shit gone
Outside with that stick like me and O off a flip phone (Ah ha)
Hit, then pass that bitch to bro, we flip her like a flip phone (Flip phone)
[Verse 2: Th3Bangman & 556zoo]
Niggas, they be cappin', when we catch 'em, we gon' send 'em up
We killin' just for actin' tough, he tryna move, his body stuck (For real)
My brothers with me actin' up, we see the opps, we give it up
Nigga braggin' on my brother, but they knowin' what I do
Nigga, I'm straight up outta bricks and I ain't fuckin' with no U (No Us)
We just catch him where he loaf at, I be smilin' when I shoot
Bitch, I'm Faceshot Gang, shoot a nigga in his tooth (In his tooth)
And then we poppin' out that cut, ain't no more poppin' out that roof (Ayy)
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