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[Verse 1: Smokingskul & OsamaSon]
Damn, I got that chicken, Gus Fring
I don't use a bat, nigga, I ain't Steve
How you a shooter on Elden Ring?
Chop gon' sing
What you gon' do like King
He think he fly, nigga, then we shoot his wings
I feel like Lil Wayne wit' the bling bling (What?)
Told my bro "open the backdoor," yuh
Knock off his lid, why you cap for, yuh
I keep a Jake like the raptor, yuh
Niggas be cappin, they actors, yuh (You not gang)
I'm finna blick, but I ain't gon' tang
She gon' blow like Big Bang
I'm gon skrt off in the 'Stang
You want the (N)ine or you want the 'Lang? (Go)
[Verse 2: OsamaSon & 1oneam]
You want the nod, or you want the nic?
I got ten freak hoes tryna eat dick
I up the Glock, better not flinch
Cause this bitch got a glitch
I'm in a Nascar, tryna get lit
Damn, I almost flipped that whip
I told twinem "we finna get rich"
I told Uno "go add a nеw clip"
Finna go walk down on a nigga block like "this my block now," yeah
Up this bitch, how the Glock sound
7.62, nigga nеver seen a trap round
I can make your whole gang groovy, in this bitch tryna shoot a movie
Fan ass hoe let me sign her boobies
I can't lose, get hit with a two piece (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: 1oneam & Okaymar]
I see the feds, nigga I book it, yuh
That's your pack, we took it, yuh
I'm the vet, you rookie, yuh
That boy rat, want a cookie, ha
Yeah, I'm sippin' on muddy, yuh
I want the cheese, want the money (Money)
Cut that bitch, she acting funny (Yuh)
Bitch throw it back, like wow (Wow)
Niggas, they copy the style
Niggas, they pockets is foul, ay
Juggin' shit like ha
Juggin shit like what? (What?)
Gas pen light up (Ha)
Smoke gas light up (Yuh)
Talk wild, fyed up (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4: Okaymar]
I'm off that mud
She wanna fuck, stupid lil bitch can't get a buck
I'm off the gas, boy I'm high as fuck
Caught him at the drive-thru, he fucked
Glock on my hip and it's stuck
With the gang, bitch we goin' up
Goin' up, bitch I'm gettin' bread
She want me cuff but that shit dead (It's dead)
Ride around with one in the head
I slide on that bitch like a sled
Big chops, watch where you tread
I mix the yellow with the red
With yo' bitch fuckin' in yo' bed
These boys on the 'gram, act like feds
See 12, then I jump the fence
Glock on me, keep it for defense
Said I'm broke, bitch make no sense
Said I'm broke, bitch, are you dumb?
Pockets fat, bitch, like a thumb
That hoe finna give me gum
Bitch I'm him, bitch I'm the one
Glock on my hip, I don't do no link chain
[Verse 5: ohsxnta]
Yuh, Glock on me, no fighting
Diamonds biting like Mike Tyson
Boy, I think my swag a virus
She wan' fuck on me in private
I got three hoes all up on me
Now they looking like some Trident
Boy get folded like a wallet
Bitch, my brother like "On gang"
Bitch, my brothers like my blood
She wan' fuck me cause my neck
With yo' hoe, I go Balenci
Then I mix it with the Vet'
I ain't squashin' shit, dead it
These lil' boys forgot my credit
Blew a bag then forget it
Need the green, need the lettuce, yuh, yuh
[Verse 6: wildkarduno]
Bitch, I call the young niggas, they come get on yo' ass, nigga
On the eastside, you can't come to this block if you don't got a pass, nigga, on gang
Threaded barrel on this Glock and that bitch got a flash, nigga (On God)
Me and my patna', nigga, we locked in, nigga, from the get-go
How the fuck you say you a trap nigga, you post at the Citgo, yuh
Broke ass nigga get no plays
Free Saint, I hope that nigga better days
16 years old, I got fuckin' tased
I was fucked up, and I got fuckin' saved, on gang
Come to Texas with the ARP
Got the drop, we find out where that nigga be, yuh
Come to Fort Worth, nigga fuck that tree, nigga
And I got that 56, they said they gon' spin on me
We got ARP and you know I got the Gen on me, nigga, yuh
Bitch, fuck nigga (On God)