[Intro]
(Ayy, P, this go crazy)

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
I'll get to trippin' 'round this bitch like I lost my mind
I'm tryna catch the same juggs like eight more times
If I shoot you with this AR, it'll break your spine
Lil' bro, the bag touched, just take out five
I be talkin' crazy on these beats, call it exercise
Wanna see me in your video, I need an extra five
I'm 'bout to run up five or ten bands, I can't go outside
You can do anything you want, just don't waste my time

[Verse 2: Baglife Tee]
We the only niggas up in Flint that ain't fuckin' signed
I can buy a whole fuckin' 'bow and sell this shit in dimes
Brodie on LeBeau with a 'bow, he just made a dime
I just spent a dub on my neck, it was made to shine
Pour a one in a cream soda, he need three more lines
Brodie doin' time in the feds, I'm yellin' free my slime
Like a skateboarder doin' tricks, I'm always on the grind
Told your bitch come and suck this dick and she was right on time

[Verse 3: Ross]
Shootin' moves 'round this bitch, I don't need no help
I don't fuck with y'all niggas, I think you 12
Bag came at six, it was gone by twelve
When I seen my first brick, I was only twelve
I'll get to trippin' 'round this bitch like baby mamas
Taliban Gang kill for me like my name Osama
Gramz showed me a new scheme, we gon' rape the market
Baglife Tee got gas, he keep on fartin'
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