[Intro: 3BP]
Yeah, you dun know already, it's your boy BP
Straight up Tigga D, you dun know, holdin' it down (Ayy, Madara, run that back)
Ten years up in this bitch (AceBeatz)
Still doin' what we gotta do, you understand?
Niggas 'round here still flippin' birds
Still got them sticks
All my niggas on my side straight blue gang
You already know already what's goin' on
We're linked up, bitch
Movin' as a collective, you understand?
Anything blow over here, we're dealin' with
[Verse 1: Digga D]
We put the Woo in blue (Bluu, bluuwuu)
Crept up, hit him with two
Who smacked him? Got the whole city confused (Bah-bah-bah)
Rest up Gucc' (Rest up Gucc'), tie up the boots
Roll up and eliminate yutes (Paow)
It looks good on thе 'net, you pussy
Live in the flеsh, your niggas are zoots (Yeah)
They got Broadday gassed up, 'bout assassin
'Til he heard our ting slapping (Brr)
No one in West can level my badness
You can't be talking 'bout my block (Bah-bah)
As if, the AK's massive, the corn start crashin'
Them man start dashin', we nearly peeled him (Bah-bah)
Multiple mashings, multiple splashings
We caught his brother and killed him (Bluuwuu)
Roll up, tump out the 'matic (Buh-buh)
Test the waters and see if it's chattings (Baow, baow, baow)
I got tired of stabbings, in Mozart alone, better add three slappings (Baow, baow, baow)
GB better add a next two, in Acton better add a next one (Brr, baow)
Twelve gauge broke had to buy a next gun (Baow)
I was young first time I shot someone's son (Woi, woi)
Yeah, you dun know already, it's your boy BP
Straight up Tigga D, you dun know, holdin' it down (Ayy, Madara, run that back)
Ten years up in this bitch (AceBeatz)
Still doin' what we gotta do, you understand?
Niggas 'round here still flippin' birds
Still got them sticks
All my niggas on my side straight blue gang
You already know already what's goin' on
We're linked up, bitch
Movin' as a collective, you understand?
Anything blow over here, we're dealin' with
[Verse 1: Digga D]
We put the Woo in blue (Bluu, bluuwuu)
Crept up, hit him with two
Who smacked him? Got the whole city confused (Bah-bah-bah)
Rest up Gucc' (Rest up Gucc'), tie up the boots
Roll up and eliminate yutes (Paow)
It looks good on thе 'net, you pussy
Live in the flеsh, your niggas are zoots (Yeah)
They got Broadday gassed up, 'bout assassin
'Til he heard our ting slapping (Brr)
No one in West can level my badness
You can't be talking 'bout my block (Bah-bah)
As if, the AK's massive, the corn start crashin'
Them man start dashin', we nearly peeled him (Bah-bah)
Multiple mashings, multiple splashings
We caught his brother and killed him (Bluuwuu)
Roll up, tump out the 'matic (Buh-buh)
Test the waters and see if it's chattings (Baow, baow, baow)
I got tired of stabbings, in Mozart alone, better add three slappings (Baow, baow, baow)
GB better add a next two, in Acton better add a next one (Brr, baow)
Twelve gauge broke had to buy a next gun (Baow)
I was young first time I shot someone's son (Woi, woi)
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