Up It Blaccanese (Ft. Yus Gz)

[Intro: Blaccanese]
(Maari)
Gang, grrt, grrt (Grrt)
Get Back Gang (Gzzly), Woo Lotti Gang
Free the guys, long live the G's

[Chorus: Blaccanese]
You got a gun? Up it (Up it, nigga), bust it (Bust it)
These niggas be cappin' and chuckin' (Chuckin')
See them in person, they never on nothin' (Nah)
Never lack, clip hold a dozen (Brrt)
Better not trip, hollows rip through his muffin (Grrt, boom)
Real pack, turn nothin' to somethin' (Gang)
Real pack, turn nothin' to somethin' (Gang)
You got a gun? Up it (Up it, nigga), bust it (bust it)
These niggas be cappin' and chuckin' (Chuckin')
See them in person, they never on nothin' (Nah)
Never lack, clip hold a dozen (Brrt)
Better not trip, hollows rip through his muffin (Grrt, boom)
Real pack, turn nothin' to somethin' (Gang)
Real pack, turn nothin' to somethin' (Gang)

[Verse 1: Blaccanese]
We get the addy, then rush him (Skrrt)
Bullets hot, fuego
Word around town, we be packin' 'em oppas (Grrt, boom)
Bro spotted an opp, he fiendin' to pluck him (Grrt, boom)
Get to drillin', and rush him (Rush him)
Started movin' tact', we gon' sit back, crank through the cut, we gon' dust him (Boom)
[?] right there, we still boomin' like fuck it (Boom, boom, boom)
Buss out the P, that's a bucket
Back to Woo block, it's a function (Woo Lotti Gang)
I'm really in the streets, fuck the Internet beef
Back on court, like 'Melo on the Nuggets (Gang)
Don't run, these bullets like buckets
He tripped on his mans, got hit in his nugget (Boom)
Leave 'em gaspin' for air, bleedin', gushin', blood, leakin', pumpin' (Pumpin')
Hit that corner, me and Yus Gz, that's two Gz with two Gs (Two Gs)
We hit the opps like who he? (Who he?) what
We hit the opps like— (What?)
All of these bitches be groupies (What?)
Brodie, she is a smoochie (Smoochie)
I think she wanna do me (Do me), me and Yus Gz (Gzzly)