Talk shit YoungBagChasers (Ft. FsdaBender, Hopoutblick, Merepablo & Ybcdul)
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[Intro]
(Bardaproducer)
[Verse 1: Fsdabender]
Hit a nigga with this 10, no he ain't gettin' up
Come on that shit sound cool punch me in
I'm strapped down with two switches, me and, wet him up
This Glock filled with bald heads and fucked his face up
Me and broski slidin' in the 'cat, don't even chase us
We got Gen 3's and Gen 5's, don't even play tough
I caught a nigga lackin' on they block and fucked my J's up
[Verse 2: Merepablo]
They hit that nigga with that frrr, fucked his face up
Me and broski lampin' on his crib, and it's like 8 some'
F5ive said if he don't come out, I bet I bake some'
I put that switchy in my hand, I bet I chase some'
Baby, I bangin' that 10 milli like a Drac'
He was tryna cross the track and turned your dumbass into some shake
Brodie grab another pound, we don't smoke Buddy out no 8th
What's his name don't get me high, so I'm gon' roll up what's his name?
[Verse 3: Fsdabender]
I told broski hit a head, and smoke a face
It's so many dead niggas in this wood, I think I'm laced
We gon' spin they whole hood, fuck a drop, I hop out chase
And all that straps jump out feet, I got 'em duckin' from the Drac'
How I'ma spin them if they be hidin', or posted with the jakes?
10 milli close case, will fuck a nigga whole day
We gon' jump out broad day and blitz they block from both ways
Fuck the opps, they ain't gon kill me, I'ma die from old age
(Bardaproducer)
[Verse 1: Fsdabender]
Hit a nigga with this 10, no he ain't gettin' up
Come on that shit sound cool punch me in
I'm strapped down with two switches, me and, wet him up
This Glock filled with bald heads and fucked his face up
Me and broski slidin' in the 'cat, don't even chase us
We got Gen 3's and Gen 5's, don't even play tough
I caught a nigga lackin' on they block and fucked my J's up
[Verse 2: Merepablo]
They hit that nigga with that frrr, fucked his face up
Me and broski lampin' on his crib, and it's like 8 some'
F5ive said if he don't come out, I bet I bake some'
I put that switchy in my hand, I bet I chase some'
Baby, I bangin' that 10 milli like a Drac'
He was tryna cross the track and turned your dumbass into some shake
Brodie grab another pound, we don't smoke Buddy out no 8th
What's his name don't get me high, so I'm gon' roll up what's his name?
[Verse 3: Fsdabender]
I told broski hit a head, and smoke a face
It's so many dead niggas in this wood, I think I'm laced
We gon' spin they whole hood, fuck a drop, I hop out chase
And all that straps jump out feet, I got 'em duckin' from the Drac'
How I'ma spin them if they be hidin', or posted with the jakes?
10 milli close case, will fuck a nigga whole day
We gon' jump out broad day and blitz they block from both ways
Fuck the opps, they ain't gon kill me, I'ma die from old age
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