[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(Ooh, Elroy)
(It's Fresh808Gang, bitch)
Huh?
We ain't goin' nowhere without five in the
Hmm

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
It's 'bout four, five niggas with me ridin' with the chops
When we slide down your block, we ain't goin' nowhere without findin' the opps
Ho nigga think it's cool to be slime, but it's not
Fuck wipin' niggas' nose, I'll knock out the snot
Nigga, I do not box
Take a nigga birthday, make him rot in a box
Make a nigga go to bed, hmm
Can't let the fame go to my head, hmm
Juan told me them jokes ain't the same
Don't let that go over your head

[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
Blind just jumped off the plane from the H
I ain't been here fifteen minutеs, dropped an eight, huh
Get a nigga scrapеd for that pape', press play, huh
Weed I'm smokin' on came from Cali, love the taste
Catch an attitude, punch you in the face, I'm an ape
Fresh as hell while I do it, stomp a nigga in some Bape, ah, duh
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