Bow bow
G we in the Street
Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 1]
All my ni**az FDT, like we can’t speak
And we be thirsty off that Venom, we some fu*king Tweaks
Hit his ass with that back door, won’t get a chance to reach
All these Internet Geeks think they in these Streets
He on Twitter @ ni**az, you can’t duck his Tweet
(Ahahaha, he dangerous)
Man I live this sh*t like Lum ni**a, don’t think it’s sweet
(Live like Lum baby)
Sneaky Gang we some fu*king creeps, we won’t sleep or eat
But be outside at your door, ni**a Trick or Treat
(Wassup)
Hit his chest can’t catch his breath, that’s an incomplete
Left a ni**a so so Def (Death), no Jermaine Dupri
Ayyy it’s Opo baby , that’s lil Jimmy
(That’s lil Jimmy)
Kicking toting big sh*t in my Skinnies
(In my Skinnies b*tch)
If we ain’t got not ride, boot out the Jitney
Grab Lil Bally (Wopo’s Passenger)
Grab Lil Lane they coming with me
It’s hot as f*ck, he still gon’ buck. b*tch that’s lil Tizzy
(Ayyyy That’s lil Tizzy b*tch)
Shout out the Squad, yeah Free Young Hotty & lil Nizzy
Shootout the Get, I call lil Naz I need that .50
(I need that .50 b*tch)
I’m with Shah Deez, I’m with lil Gam, I’m with lil Mitchy.
(I’m with lil Mitchy b*tch)
We sliding up the Crest 182
Shooter jig when I shoot
(Hrrrrdddaaa)
It’s Jimmy Wopo in the Booth
(It’s Jimmy Wopo in the booth)
I’m OG Opo when I boot
(Boom, Boom)
I’m just tryna make sure I hit you
(You, you, you, and You
You, you and you)
And if I miss, here come lil Snoop
(lil bro)
Call up Cashboy Hect, you better not move
(Squad)
The f*ck you think we was gon’ do
Call up Skaze, we running trains all on your boo
(Choo, Choo, Choo, Choo, Choo)
(Choo, Choo, Choo, Choo)
BMG shout out Ebo & big bro Blue
(Squad)
I keep that heat, b*tch I’m waste deep like I’m O2
Six rings I’m MJ, no OJ Juice
(No OJ juice b*tch)
And b*tch it’s Boss Wop
Lane Mane, Boss Mane free Top
[Monologue]
Ayy, ayyyy, Boss Wop b*tch
You know how I’m rocking, 018
(FDT)
800 to the 24
Man, we live this sh*t forreal.
Got them Choppaz, them 30s Spin bin.
F*ck you talking about
ni**a say we ain’t boot, but we drowning sh*t
Shoutout the squad, we throughout the whole Burgh
Know how my ni**az rocking, we all shooting
Live like Jig, live like LUM ni**a
You know what the f*ck it is ni**a
All these ni**az sneak dissing , ion even hear it ni**a
Come spit some , come shoot some
(SQUAD, SQUAD, Squad, Sqaud, Squad.)
Lane Mane b*tch
[Verse 2]
I just spent some bands on the Choppa thang
Crawl up through the grass, think I’m John Wayne
Muney Lane, we finesse you out your Johnny Dang
Snatch his chain, chalk a ni**a. Cut that Pinky ring
And b*tch I’m still Ooooh Wop above the Hoop
Got my lil Goonz up on the Roof
ni**az took Lum Gotti out, that was a Fluke
Heard they linking up, WE DROP THEY NEW RECRUIT
(Buh Buh Buh)
And b*tch I’m from Steel city
(Steel city b*tch)
So I gotta keep it with me
(I keep it with me b*tch)
Lots of Glocks & Drums and Wops cuz I get Picky
Just copped that Bobby
Carbon Aunty turn it Whitney???
And yeah she stripping with that b*tch like Kunta Kinte
F*ck getting rich, I’m trying to get paid like Oprah Winfrey
These blow for one, ain’t missing one like Dirk Nowitzki????
I buss this b*tch, he’ll double twist and hit the Spiffay
Ain’t no safety on this Glick
But it hit sh*t like John Lynch
When I co*k & up this b*tch
(Rahhhhh)
You bettah not move, you better not Flinch
Sneaky Gang, I’m on that sh*t
Better not let me find out where them Bricks
Grab a hundred of them DIPS, b*tch I’m the Grinch
Losing they Clique, if we ain’t drowned em. He got drenched
And I just bought a brand new Choppa
(Rrrddaaah)
I’M TRYNA CATCH AN INTERNET TALKER ni**a
(Squad)
[Outro]
Ayyy, Ayyy............Yeah, Yeah
Opo baby, Free Shmurda, Free my ni**az man. Rack Boii just landed, you know what the f*ck it is. We pulling up on sh*t, all these internet ni**az man............triple Ls
Let’s get it
(Squad, Squad, Squad)