[Intro: FBG Cash & FBG Young]
Shout out to the gang (What up?)
Let's get it (Number 3, what up, man?)
St. Lawrence, St. Lawrence villains (GoDumb, GoDumb)
I got Young in this bitch with me (Bitch, we go dumb), I got FBG Duck in here
And like, we on the plane right now (It's YoungGoDumb)
So high in the clouds, man, we can't even see you lil' niggas (Ayy, what up, bro?)
Let's get it (Boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom)
Number 9, I see you, broski; Wooski
Shout out to the gang (GoDumb, GoDumb)
[Chorus: FBG Cash]
We from St. Lawrence, don't trust us
Don't trust us, don't trust us
And if you with the other side, you get fucked up
You get fucked up, you get fucked up
We some St. Lawrence villains, don't trust us
Don't trust us, don't trust us
I got Young and Duck with me, don't trust us
Don't trust us, don't trust us
[Verse 1: FBG Cash]
Don't trust none of my niggas (Boom), thеy don't play fair (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Walk through my hood and I will put you in a wheelchair
We don't trust you niggas 'cause you know we catchin' bodiеs
You tattletale nigga, heard snitchin' was your hobby
And we don't trust you niggas, so we always alarmed
You was snitchin' on the case, so we nicknamed you Nicky Barnes
You was gettin' money, but you told, now you Alpo
I'll jack you for your lunch money like I'm Malvo
Word around town Chris was a snitch
He even told on his bitch, now everybody hates Chris
Snitchin' on the gang, best believe that's gon' cost ya
Fuckin' with these boys, we will put you in a coffin
Bitch, I'm Dale Mob, R.I.P. Dale
Lost my son to gunfire, R.I.P. Trell
Now I can't trust you niggas 'cause I know these niggas frail
Shit is [?] so don't open his mail
This one's for the guys, everybody hold your cups up (Boom)
We some St. Lawrence villains, nigga, don't trust us (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Shout out to the gang (What up?)
Let's get it (Number 3, what up, man?)
St. Lawrence, St. Lawrence villains (GoDumb, GoDumb)
I got Young in this bitch with me (Bitch, we go dumb), I got FBG Duck in here
And like, we on the plane right now (It's YoungGoDumb)
So high in the clouds, man, we can't even see you lil' niggas (Ayy, what up, bro?)
Let's get it (Boom, boom, boom-boom-boom-boom)
Number 9, I see you, broski; Wooski
Shout out to the gang (GoDumb, GoDumb)
[Chorus: FBG Cash]
We from St. Lawrence, don't trust us
Don't trust us, don't trust us
And if you with the other side, you get fucked up
You get fucked up, you get fucked up
We some St. Lawrence villains, don't trust us
Don't trust us, don't trust us
I got Young and Duck with me, don't trust us
Don't trust us, don't trust us
[Verse 1: FBG Cash]
Don't trust none of my niggas (Boom), thеy don't play fair (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Walk through my hood and I will put you in a wheelchair
We don't trust you niggas 'cause you know we catchin' bodiеs
You tattletale nigga, heard snitchin' was your hobby
And we don't trust you niggas, so we always alarmed
You was snitchin' on the case, so we nicknamed you Nicky Barnes
You was gettin' money, but you told, now you Alpo
I'll jack you for your lunch money like I'm Malvo
Word around town Chris was a snitch
He even told on his bitch, now everybody hates Chris
Snitchin' on the gang, best believe that's gon' cost ya
Fuckin' with these boys, we will put you in a coffin
Bitch, I'm Dale Mob, R.I.P. Dale
Lost my son to gunfire, R.I.P. Trell
Now I can't trust you niggas 'cause I know these niggas frail
Shit is [?] so don't open his mail
This one's for the guys, everybody hold your cups up (Boom)
We some St. Lawrence villains, nigga, don't trust us (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
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