Lyrics
Glah
She a line she gon die on that mish
And she thought i ain't pre I was plotting the sitch for da guyz to pull up get to flocking this bitch
Glah
48 em he thought I was crip
Whole time I was packin da 5th said they smoking on savv so im blasting da smith
Like damn
40 barking shit Fuck up my hand
If a opp get away ima click at his mans
Ah Brodie caught one from the tan
Got him holding his chest for thinkin he da man
Oh Nah free da guyz up in da can free Zay
Free rock mr up it and blam
Like
Ian sayin too much nikkas know what we done bitch it's 4 to the lamb
I ain't givin no passes i can't let em by
See the fear in his eyes wen we bend through the y
I don't get why the fuck is he was chattin on live
If they wit it we wit it who tuffer then mine
We got the mishes inna line tryna change on they sides
Thats how mel got punched in his eye if it's up to RG imma blitz every time
On they sides tryna leave someone heart hurt Super sitchy i don't need a partner
Been on kourt tryna ball with they starters
Oh they tryna throw? then ima throw harder
Ima send dudeylo to his father
Opps always do bad i don't bother
And
Mari was loafin got turned to a jogger
The stars shine bright wen the sky gets darker
Bitch I'm bringing the sprinks where the fuck is the grabba
Mix it wit deads got this shit a lil hotter
Said he crashin da jet oh wrd
Make him call 9 eleven thinkin he osama
Jay clip that nigga go blitz that nigga
Said he smoking on who better flock em
I go kuu no I don't need a G, Got the Apes in the V spinnin tryna rock em'
Oh he tryna spin innat may ima park em
Ima knight inna dark no Arkham
Jakkin the Y that's on bro ima off em
And it's still tell jayden we kould ball no spaulding