[Intro: YungLiV]
Ayy, ayy
Pull up, and we send hot shit, nigga
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah (What's the word, C4?)
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus: YungLiV]
Heard he just got shot, but he ain't die, we spinnin' back again (So we spin back again)
We got new twin Glocks, let's go and shop, board up, let's do a hit (Ayy)
My favorite opp got dropped 'cause what he said, so foenem stretchin' shit (Foenem stretchin' shit)
Location dropped, he gon' call up G Boy (Ayy, ayy), another nigga blicked (Ayy)
Glocks (Glocks), beams, and shots, we run the opps, go ask 'em how we get (Go ask 'em how we get)
X, lean, and za (X, lean, and za), bitch, I'm too turnt, all of my killers lit (Ayy)
Them niggas claim a block they nеver owned, pshh (Shh), so get on that
Y'all know about G Boy, but rеally, everybody gon' body shit (Everybody, said, gon' body somethin')
[Verse 1: YungLiV & BIG30]
This shotty bust Ricky, he tried to run, but he wasn't fast enough (But he wasn't fast enough)
This Glock come automatic, tap the switch and let that glizzy bust (Prr, prr)
We on that shit you said, I ain't forget, we still gon' get you touched (Gon' get you touched)
We crash the whip (Uh-huh), go split the tactic work like around forty-somethin' (Skrrt, boom, boom)
Drop out the clip, reload back to the strip like we ain't murder somethin' (Like we ain't murder)
The way he type on IG, we was bound to catch up and body him
No standin' clips, you heard all of them shots, we'll end your function, quick (Ayy, function, quick)
(Ayy, nigga, the fuck you want? Fuck over)
We stand on all this shit, we rap for real, I ain't got' prove this shit (Ayy, I ain't got' prove this shit)
My city know exactly what we on (Uh-huh), solve any problem quick (Solve any problem quick), ha
I just got the lolo (This lolo), from his lil' opp bitch (Ayy, ayy), she said she want him hit
But if I do, the ho might tell somethin' about that filthy shit
We in the field but ain't no [?] Louis on when I shoot back (What? Haha)
Had my lil' killers grade a spot just for somewhere to lay they back (Just for somewhere to lay they back), and that's facts
Ride through the other side, like, pop out (Skrrt), where y'all at?
Since we lost [?], go ask the streets (It isn't, it isn't), it ain't been sweet since broski left (Uh)
And it's still motherfuck the 5 (Fuck the 5) until they lay me down to rest (Ayy, ayy)
Them fake-ass vests gon' be the reason (Bop, bop, bop, bop), you got hit all in your chest (Bop)
If you know half, I knew 'bout where you live (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
You wouldn't run your mouth, we come through drummin' shit
Like Nick, make CG bring them cannons out (Blrrrd, cannons out, BIG30)
Ayy, ayy
Pull up, and we send hot shit, nigga
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah (What's the word, C4?)
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus: YungLiV]
Heard he just got shot, but he ain't die, we spinnin' back again (So we spin back again)
We got new twin Glocks, let's go and shop, board up, let's do a hit (Ayy)
My favorite opp got dropped 'cause what he said, so foenem stretchin' shit (Foenem stretchin' shit)
Location dropped, he gon' call up G Boy (Ayy, ayy), another nigga blicked (Ayy)
Glocks (Glocks), beams, and shots, we run the opps, go ask 'em how we get (Go ask 'em how we get)
X, lean, and za (X, lean, and za), bitch, I'm too turnt, all of my killers lit (Ayy)
Them niggas claim a block they nеver owned, pshh (Shh), so get on that
Y'all know about G Boy, but rеally, everybody gon' body shit (Everybody, said, gon' body somethin')
[Verse 1: YungLiV & BIG30]
This shotty bust Ricky, he tried to run, but he wasn't fast enough (But he wasn't fast enough)
This Glock come automatic, tap the switch and let that glizzy bust (Prr, prr)
We on that shit you said, I ain't forget, we still gon' get you touched (Gon' get you touched)
We crash the whip (Uh-huh), go split the tactic work like around forty-somethin' (Skrrt, boom, boom)
Drop out the clip, reload back to the strip like we ain't murder somethin' (Like we ain't murder)
The way he type on IG, we was bound to catch up and body him
No standin' clips, you heard all of them shots, we'll end your function, quick (Ayy, function, quick)
(Ayy, nigga, the fuck you want? Fuck over)
We stand on all this shit, we rap for real, I ain't got' prove this shit (Ayy, I ain't got' prove this shit)
My city know exactly what we on (Uh-huh), solve any problem quick (Solve any problem quick), ha
I just got the lolo (This lolo), from his lil' opp bitch (Ayy, ayy), she said she want him hit
But if I do, the ho might tell somethin' about that filthy shit
We in the field but ain't no [?] Louis on when I shoot back (What? Haha)
Had my lil' killers grade a spot just for somewhere to lay they back (Just for somewhere to lay they back), and that's facts
Ride through the other side, like, pop out (Skrrt), where y'all at?
Since we lost [?], go ask the streets (It isn't, it isn't), it ain't been sweet since broski left (Uh)
And it's still motherfuck the 5 (Fuck the 5) until they lay me down to rest (Ayy, ayy)
Them fake-ass vests gon' be the reason (Bop, bop, bop, bop), you got hit all in your chest (Bop)
If you know half, I knew 'bout where you live (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
You wouldn't run your mouth, we come through drummin' shit
Like Nick, make CG bring them cannons out (Blrrrd, cannons out, BIG30)
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