Free Youngboy & Gates Starlito & Don Trip

[Verse 1: Starlito]
My nigga just drank him a four sum
Figured out that ain't for me
Really ain't that important
Free the lil Youngboy
Got a whole lotta pistols
Really want one more
Pull up on Don Trip that nigga crip like the gun store
Thirty in my .40 burn you and your homies
Drop a moneybag on you make you turn against your homies
Enough billets for all y'all
But I prefer to catch you lonely
It's gon' be a murder I'ma have a murder whipping on me
Bet your shirt look like you squirted ketchup on it
High alert yeah vest up
'Lito sound a little aggressive don't he
I ain't even on it I know a nigga don't even want that
You gon' have some niggas at your studio that don't rap
Shooters on location you gon' think we got your phone tapped
This a itch I'm gon' scratch
Pistol whip you on snap
I ain't even dissing, you a bitch and that's a known fact
Don't play with that money
You know how I'm coming
I'm gon' kill sum