Oh!, these n***as ain't gangstas
Stay tryna take my lil homie off the streets huh
Free 'Nine b**h!
We still got real n***as out here (so everybody gangsta now huh?)
Where you from n***a?
Free the gas man, you ain't from where we from
I told my n***as we gon' make it man
It's a f**ing movement man
We a f**ing family, we ain't a gang
OTF, (SQUAD!)
These n***as is b**hes, getting info from b**hes
Go and tell to the piggies
I'm tryna get riches, and stay on that business
3 bro n***as snitching, my case almost over
You lucky it wasn't pendant
I put 2 in his limit, this 4-5 a limit
Extended clip for his n***as
And he ain't sh** to his n***as
We don't hesitate, from DD and Bébé's just know that the opps ain't never safe
Load up the Glock, and reload the 8
Do a drill on the op, no clones I see dots
ACGs for the God's church and one power rock
I'm on the block
Hope my tape don't flop, and it go gold when it drop
I'm not a liar, start D'ing them baggies, and we risking indictment
Just to get flier than the first day ticket, united 300, the riot
Murder murder, k** k**, in the jam I'll never squeal
My label only time I deal
I f** with GB's most king snapes, foes into n***as under kneel
Silver spoon, you don't know how hunger feel
Dreaming 'bout 100 mil, step on that kerb with 100 pills
Western Union money to bro and them, in the cell doing 20 years
And I lost a couple of these n***as, and they ain't never seen 20 years, oh!
Heard them die when I was out of town, sh** happen when I'm not around
Slide through every opp block and we up shots till they not around
What's up with this twitter beef?
Thought we was keepin' it in the streets?
They mad I'm in the winner seat, from the summer time 'till winter breeze
And choppa squeeze, b**h go blaat, blaat, blaat!
I ain't even gotta rap, (rap, rap) racks in 'em trap (trap, trap)
One time no light bulb, bro n 'em got a lamp, (lamp, lamp)
Where you from you ain't stamped (stamp, stamp)
n***as know we the champ (champ, champ)
Got n***as sneak dissin', it ain't rap
Make a real n***a gotta spit facts
Got some n***as saying keep it only rap
That's how these old n***as stay on the map
Headshot, we ain't getting into that
n***as tellin' hands full of pins and packs
Grab a pack, blood bleeding real bad
Doin' hit in a coupe, in a Range, or an Audi
f** a n***a doubt me
All on my dick when they see me
Knowing this b**h wanna be me
Hell yea you can die over a retweet
I'm grabbing my pole on mimi
I can't see a n***a like Stevie
I won't tell, I'll take me a BG
Let's get it!
GANG!