Free Stunna

Casok yeah, know I'ma ride or die
Right or wrong nigga, been through it all
Know how I'm rocking bLANCO!

Living so fast and this shit get wild
We was hitting licks just to roll up loud
Taking high risks now we fighting trial
We was getting money like we getting now
Now everybody ran off with our style
Riding round ClayCo with that 50 round
Got some real shooters and they out of town
I'm throwing up 9s, I got chequered down
I stay strapped up 'cause shit be going down
Silencer on the stick don't make a sound
We was out trapping, shit was up and down
Told you back then you gotta hold your ground
Off three drugs I'm higher than a cloud
Free all my B dogs up in the pound
Right or wrong, I'm gone slide my rounds
Soon as I get the call it's going down
I done seen shit, I couldn't make no sound
You was fucked up
I broke you off them pounds
Thirty round clips cause I need extra rounds
Slimed up niggas know what i'm about
Been had money before I had that clout
Real mob ties, you know it ain't no out
You try rob me then we shooting shit out
Real killers with me and they from the South
Free the whole gang
I'm waiting till they out
One call and my niggas air shit out
Still flood the streets, even when in drought
Back to back foreigns, and they stay in route
In the trap I got pounds up in the couch
Mini stick with them cameras around the house
Fucked your bitch and I did it at your house

Yeah, free the gang nigga 50!