Gangsta F3ver

Brr, c'mon

Go, come on, bitch, nigga, free my brother, a'ight, come on

Run down, three chops

All in the middle of the street, mad as fuck they survived on that ride

I seen that car hit the corner, I'm hoppin' out quick

Then a bitch went and stopped out front

Niggas keep playing my name, I was dropping some flames

Any drops I got, they dying

I ain't gon' back for a bullet, I ain't go through that whip

Boy, that shit was just God on they side

Hey, look, just go with the plan, we gon' send them a clip

When we post it outside on they block

Head back to the V, if they pull up, we hop out on feet

That's the real definition of plot

I ain't never ducking from shit, nigga think shit sweet on Kavon

Nah, I show 'em I'm not

We can go body for body, I been touching skin

Ask about me, boy, I did a lot

I got a whole lot of reasons to get in that car

Get a strike and do it myself

I remember them days in the school

I was swangin' that door at 16, it's a skull on my belt

Adrenaline rushin', I'm tryna bounce out and go kill

I'ma tweak, I ain't never need help

Niggas keep playin' with this shit like I don't bend blocks

I'm the reason these niggas see death

Smoke on some Za' and get loaded

I sit back and think, niggas better be ready to bump

They dissin' my brother, Trey Trey send him shots

And he stole the hot shells comin' straight out my gun

I ain't gotta go back and forth with a nigga

At the end of the day, this shit ain't even nothin'

I'ma keep poppin' my shit, Bleeda stay out the mix

Say my name, I'll pop out with a ton

Run down, three chops

All in the middle of the street, mad as fuck they survived on that ride

I seen that car hit the corner, I'm hoppin' out quick

Then a bitch went and stopped out front

Niggas keep playing my name, I was dropping some flames

Any drops I got, they dying

I ain't gon' back for a bullet, I ain't go through that whip