[Intro: Gino Mondana & Fivio Foreign]
Uh
Grrrrr (Pow)
Grrt (Pow)
Ay I'm in this bitch fly as shit
Lets get it
Ayo yall niggas mentioning the wrong name, yall niggas buggin the fuck out you heard [Bugging the fuck out]
Grrrrr (Pow)
You know how we rock already nigga, when the squad pull up
Gurr
(how they gon' dodge that shit?)
Turn that shit all the way up
[Hook: Fivio Foreign]
Nigga too many bullets not enough opps, how they gon' dodge that shit
Nigga said too much, niggas did too much, nigga how we gon squash that shit
It's only the guys, all in my eyes, we do it for the squad, that's it
Too much bullets, not enough opps, how they gon' dodge that shit
Nigga said too much, niggas did too much, nigga how we gon squash that shit
It's only the guys, all in my eyes, we do it for the squad, that's it
It's only the guys, all in my eyes, we do it for the squad, that's it
[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
I got the gat cocked, I'm moving mad hot
Shot out the back blocks, you and your [?] (ayo cig!)
I got the crack rock, I'm in the trap spot
Fivio Foreign that's a mad flock, boy I'm litter than a matchbox
What the fuck is a Blixky when I keep a glizzy with me
I'm spinnin' yo block with a glizzy, I tell my niggas come and spin it with me
You know I'm from the nine, so its still fuck with 50z
If niggas want me dead, tell them niggas come and get me (Baow, Baow, Baow, Baow, Baow)
If Fivio Foreign and nine ain't dead, they'll run up on me cuz' the gun is on me, that's too many shots to his head
That boy see you cryin', and his whole family fed
Why them niggas acting cuz, watching the whole show red
Hol' on, Hol' on
I told crippy to get shiggy nigga
Hol' on, Hol' on
You too Dizzy they get busy wit' us
Hol' on, Hol' on
The bitches know that I'm a litty nigga
Nigga you is just a glizzy nigga, I can shoot a nigga [?] nigga
You been talkin' a lot, is you gon' link me or not
Just think of the spot, tell me, I'm bringing my Glock (Tell me, I'm bringing my Glock)
When my stimulus flock, I keep wanna thinking about opps (I keep wanna thinking about opps)
I keep the toast when it cold, and I keep the heat when it's hot, I'm gonna bop
[?], Nigga you front of your flock (You know how I rock)
Don't come to my block, too many shots to his top
If I'm not there (If I'm not there nigga, Baow, Baow)
Beat a nigga ass, then call in [?]
Spin a block, niggas stop lyin'
Which one nigga? Not mine
And you know I'm from the hot nine, dead end by the stop sign
You don't wanna see a Glock shine, niggas know I'm a top nine
I took a loss, now back up, so it's a prime time (prime time) bow
Uh
Grrrrr (Pow)
Grrt (Pow)
Ay I'm in this bitch fly as shit
Lets get it
Ayo yall niggas mentioning the wrong name, yall niggas buggin the fuck out you heard [Bugging the fuck out]
Grrrrr (Pow)
You know how we rock already nigga, when the squad pull up
Gurr
(how they gon' dodge that shit?)
Turn that shit all the way up
[Hook: Fivio Foreign]
Nigga too many bullets not enough opps, how they gon' dodge that shit
Nigga said too much, niggas did too much, nigga how we gon squash that shit
It's only the guys, all in my eyes, we do it for the squad, that's it
Too much bullets, not enough opps, how they gon' dodge that shit
Nigga said too much, niggas did too much, nigga how we gon squash that shit
It's only the guys, all in my eyes, we do it for the squad, that's it
It's only the guys, all in my eyes, we do it for the squad, that's it
[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]
I got the gat cocked, I'm moving mad hot
Shot out the back blocks, you and your [?] (ayo cig!)
I got the crack rock, I'm in the trap spot
Fivio Foreign that's a mad flock, boy I'm litter than a matchbox
What the fuck is a Blixky when I keep a glizzy with me
I'm spinnin' yo block with a glizzy, I tell my niggas come and spin it with me
You know I'm from the nine, so its still fuck with 50z
If niggas want me dead, tell them niggas come and get me (Baow, Baow, Baow, Baow, Baow)
If Fivio Foreign and nine ain't dead, they'll run up on me cuz' the gun is on me, that's too many shots to his head
That boy see you cryin', and his whole family fed
Why them niggas acting cuz, watching the whole show red
Hol' on, Hol' on
I told crippy to get shiggy nigga
Hol' on, Hol' on
You too Dizzy they get busy wit' us
Hol' on, Hol' on
The bitches know that I'm a litty nigga
Nigga you is just a glizzy nigga, I can shoot a nigga [?] nigga
You been talkin' a lot, is you gon' link me or not
Just think of the spot, tell me, I'm bringing my Glock (Tell me, I'm bringing my Glock)
When my stimulus flock, I keep wanna thinking about opps (I keep wanna thinking about opps)
I keep the toast when it cold, and I keep the heat when it's hot, I'm gonna bop
[?], Nigga you front of your flock (You know how I rock)
Don't come to my block, too many shots to his top
If I'm not there (If I'm not there nigga, Baow, Baow)
Beat a nigga ass, then call in [?]
Spin a block, niggas stop lyin'
Which one nigga? Not mine
And you know I'm from the hot nine, dead end by the stop sign
You don't wanna see a Glock shine, niggas know I'm a top nine
I took a loss, now back up, so it's a prime time (prime time) bow
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