It's funny that he mention it, I guess I am a nut
Slash Zuki buckers, folks, is an animal
Now keep up, ya bitch, we need her
Only 13, watchin' them, puttin' the keys up
The 4.5 made homie freeze up
Got on next, then you know I had to re-up
Steady rollin' up, doinks in the dust
Just a wild young nigga, I ain't never give a fuck
Killas out lurkin, got a broski in the cut
Bad bitch on the left of me screamin, what's up
All it's gon' take for me to get to Black eight
Jump breaks, jump gates, then they put the red tape
Feds on our ass, 50 knife ain't safe
Just a lot of young hotheads, ask sixTrey
Free dem haters, there's a couple of them left
But don't think shit's sweet, cause you can still meet death
Fix his ass up if you need a repair
Never fall for a bitch, love, don't sleep here
Got money over here, got money over there
Triple stacks in my system, doinky in the air
I say 600 niggas, yeah, we pull the triggers
We drillin' hard, we cashin' out
OTF, FTO, my niggas, we all spazzin out
D-Rolls got that 30 clip, shots fired, nigga
You better dip me in LA, finna smoke a zip
Then let a opp eat the 30 clip
Got a red bone with thick hips, and a foreign car
I just sipped, my team winnin, ain't no ills
Snitch can't, I can't tell
Killin' shit like Fat Trill
See a opp, he better bail
Sendin' shots, they saw and tell
Tank hits, you think he ain't snail
Steve Draft, fuck the opposite
808, got a nigga lit
Got money, so I just fuck a bitch
Throwin' L's sayin"free slicks"
Fuck a snake, I would never snitch
Mac-11 hit your face quick
Stand his ass, and I had to dip
This shit real not a movie clip
We really on KD, me Malik
And lil D dreads swingin' in my face
Black hoodie, ACGs
The way we do hits, got the cops like"Geez stop all of that drillin, we beggin, just please"
The bitch on her knees, sound like she can't breathe
Feelin' like I can't breathe, smokin' trees after trees
Rest in peace, Steve
Can't believe they took bro
Put it on two-4, he was so kicked though
You already know how this street shit go
Catch a opp, drill a opp
Try to leave him on the floor
D-Tang block, niggas know how we rock
Fat slugs like they came in a Milk Duds box
If you want the cake, gotta flip those rocks
Gotta hit them, stains lock, swindle them thots
We send shots, nigga
Fuck the cops, nigga
In that field with them hitters let them Glocks hit you
We toat mops, nigga
So don't get popped, nigga
We got mops, nigga
So don't get mopped, nigga
Cause we some savages, that's posted with them shots, nigga
Green beam on your head, don't get dropped, nigga
Ozoda block, nigga
Steve Jive for the cops, nigga
We savages, we scoring, we can't stop, nigga
F-T-O the flock, nigga
Man in the drop, nigga