[Intro]
Ain't popping no Perc's but I'm popping them jiggas, I up the Glock on 'em, I'ma stand ten toes
Man, this nigga a fool tryna die 'bout a hoe, she was sucking my dick last week in the yo
Yeah, that pussy ass nigga, he jacking my flow
I was fuckin' that bitch, made her ass hit the woah
40 stick the bank up at the Well Fargo, Glokk gon' beat the pack up with the damn combo
He think he gon' slide on us, ?tahw ro eid anyrt uoy si ,enon rof edih ton od i esuaC pu su enil nog eh kniht eh
Spaz (Oh, you were finished?)
Aye, hundo
Yeah, (Trap Daily)
Gang, gang (Exclusive) Fah
Yeen talm' 'bout Glock's, yeen talm' 'bout nothin', nigga (Say what again, say what again!) (CrazyYung, fuck nigga) Huh, fah
[Verse]
Huh, you niggas can't fuck with the gang cause we pulling out yoppas and taking yo chain (Fah, fah)
Cause if EBG pull up with yoppas, you know that you done, we ain't saying no names (No names)
I was in the galore when y'all ran out the store, try to rob me, I'm lighting the flame (Grah)
I'm a rapper but don't get it twisted, lil' nigga, ain't shit for the change for the fame (Fame)
I'm thuggin' 4L, I don't need me a shooter, no scope on the gun, I got aim
I'm a 80 round EBG killer, lil' nigga, now give me the code to the safe
If you wanna be hard, you gon' leave with a scar, have you walk out the trap like a junkie
That hoe wanna kiss me but I told her "no, no" cause back then I would bust on her face (Eugh)
Ain't working no 9-5, bitch, I got trap bands
Clip so long had to buy me a backpack (Fah, fah)
With or without ya, I'm finna get payback
Creep through your hood when the block go pitch black
Slide broad day, give a fuck where the time at
Put his ass down, made his body a flapjack
Wanna die? put my name on your new diss track
Talkin' too hot, I won't talk, I'm not into that
Pussy ass nigga can't come to my residence
Pockets too fat, bitch, I'm having dead presidents
Strapped with designer, I call it trap etiquette
Strapped up, sticked up, just like a soviet
Shoot the whole block, blow it down like a clarinet
Pick up the cookies with sticks in the kitchen
Cap or die, nigga, you got the wrong mindset
Pick up the yoppa and shoot off his headset
Put a fuck nigga on a highlight reel
And I'm robbing 'em, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I'm grabbing the metal, I'm touching the steel and I eat niggas plates, it could be the last meal
And I'm not finna speak on the niggas I killed but just know I'm on the block thuggin' for real
Bitch, I'm NBOE, EBG in the field
If I leave em' behind then the fake gon' reveal
If they say that it's smoke then I'm spinning the wheel, I got OG and Wock, I'ma open the seal
I link up with your OG when I'm in Brazil
If you live by the gun, guarantee you gon' peel
When I smoke, I go up to the moon like O'Neal
I take off on the plug in a automobile and I pass the drug test popping these little pills
And I'm striking cops just like a muhfuckin' eel
Ain't popping no perc's but I'm popping them jiggas, I up the Glock on 'em, I'ma stand ten toes (Toes)
Man, this nigga a fool tryna die 'bout a hoe, she was sucking my dick last week in the yo
Yeah, that pussy ass nigga, he jacking my flow
I was fucking that bitch made her ass hit the woah
40 stick the bank up at the Well Fargo, Glokk gon' beat the pack up with the damn combo
He think he gon' slide on us, he think he gon' line us up (Gang, what?)
Cause I do not hide for none, is you tryna die or what? (Gang, yuh)
Yeah, some niggas switched on us and you got yo tail on tuck (No cap, no cap)
Yo ass better get some revenge, yo ass better slide on us while you got the chance
Don't make me pop out and hit you and yo mans
I been in beenhill since the muhfuckin' sand
I pop a Perc 5, up the Glocks then I ran
I pop a Perc 10 spend a band in Japan
Ain't popping no Perc's but I'm popping them jiggas, I up the Glock on 'em, I'ma stand ten toes
Man, this nigga a fool tryna die 'bout a hoe, she was sucking my dick last week in the yo
Yeah, that pussy ass nigga, he jacking my flow
I was fuckin' that bitch, made her ass hit the woah
40 stick the bank up at the Well Fargo, Glokk gon' beat the pack up with the damn combo
He think he gon' slide on us, ?tahw ro eid anyrt uoy si ,enon rof edih ton od i esuaC pu su enil nog eh kniht eh
Spaz (Oh, you were finished?)
Aye, hundo
Yeah, (Trap Daily)
Gang, gang (Exclusive) Fah
Yeen talm' 'bout Glock's, yeen talm' 'bout nothin', nigga (Say what again, say what again!) (CrazyYung, fuck nigga) Huh, fah
[Verse]
Huh, you niggas can't fuck with the gang cause we pulling out yoppas and taking yo chain (Fah, fah)
Cause if EBG pull up with yoppas, you know that you done, we ain't saying no names (No names)
I was in the galore when y'all ran out the store, try to rob me, I'm lighting the flame (Grah)
I'm a rapper but don't get it twisted, lil' nigga, ain't shit for the change for the fame (Fame)
I'm thuggin' 4L, I don't need me a shooter, no scope on the gun, I got aim
I'm a 80 round EBG killer, lil' nigga, now give me the code to the safe
If you wanna be hard, you gon' leave with a scar, have you walk out the trap like a junkie
That hoe wanna kiss me but I told her "no, no" cause back then I would bust on her face (Eugh)
Ain't working no 9-5, bitch, I got trap bands
Clip so long had to buy me a backpack (Fah, fah)
With or without ya, I'm finna get payback
Creep through your hood when the block go pitch black
Slide broad day, give a fuck where the time at
Put his ass down, made his body a flapjack
Wanna die? put my name on your new diss track
Talkin' too hot, I won't talk, I'm not into that
Pussy ass nigga can't come to my residence
Pockets too fat, bitch, I'm having dead presidents
Strapped with designer, I call it trap etiquette
Strapped up, sticked up, just like a soviet
Shoot the whole block, blow it down like a clarinet
Pick up the cookies with sticks in the kitchen
Cap or die, nigga, you got the wrong mindset
Pick up the yoppa and shoot off his headset
Put a fuck nigga on a highlight reel
And I'm robbing 'em, I don't give a fuck how you feel
And I'm grabbing the metal, I'm touching the steel and I eat niggas plates, it could be the last meal
And I'm not finna speak on the niggas I killed but just know I'm on the block thuggin' for real
Bitch, I'm NBOE, EBG in the field
If I leave em' behind then the fake gon' reveal
If they say that it's smoke then I'm spinning the wheel, I got OG and Wock, I'ma open the seal
I link up with your OG when I'm in Brazil
If you live by the gun, guarantee you gon' peel
When I smoke, I go up to the moon like O'Neal
I take off on the plug in a automobile and I pass the drug test popping these little pills
And I'm striking cops just like a muhfuckin' eel
Ain't popping no perc's but I'm popping them jiggas, I up the Glock on 'em, I'ma stand ten toes (Toes)
Man, this nigga a fool tryna die 'bout a hoe, she was sucking my dick last week in the yo
Yeah, that pussy ass nigga, he jacking my flow
I was fucking that bitch made her ass hit the woah
40 stick the bank up at the Well Fargo, Glokk gon' beat the pack up with the damn combo
He think he gon' slide on us, he think he gon' line us up (Gang, what?)
Cause I do not hide for none, is you tryna die or what? (Gang, yuh)
Yeah, some niggas switched on us and you got yo tail on tuck (No cap, no cap)
Yo ass better get some revenge, yo ass better slide on us while you got the chance
Don't make me pop out and hit you and yo mans
I been in beenhill since the muhfuckin' sand
I pop a Perc 5, up the Glocks then I ran
I pop a Perc 10 spend a band in Japan
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