Belt Boys

(This a Nitti beat)

Uh, we smokin' these dead niggas, uh

Free D4, uh, free shorty (long live the guys)

Ayy, I don't wanna hear myself, let's go

Uh

I ain't gon' get on here and just start dissin' like we ain't lose our mans (long live Tray)

But I can merch it, we really Same Night Gang, I was blowin' this bitch like a fan (noom, boom, boom)

And I'll blow at a fan, so watch how you look

Don't come 'round singin' that shit (don't come 'round singin' that shit)

And if I wanna play, a opp wanna play, on bro, I'll face that bitch (I'll face that)

Tg Boo, when lil' buddy had died, nobody had claimed that bitch (man, nobody had claimed that dummy)

5K what? Kman been a pack, Kano made him famous and shit (Kano made his ass famous)

Paypay died with his hands in the air, so DPDK, I'll blow at 12 (I'll blow at 12)

Gang unit K, bitch, and I cannot wait 'til they free bronem out the cell, uh (free my members)

Jizzle ass got backdoored, his dumbass should be in hell

And I heard, uh, got hit with a switch, can't say his name or we goin' to jail (we goin' to jail)

I'm smokin' Winford, bro got left with no legs, he ain't even make the chair (he ain't make the chair)

I'm clutchin' switch, so when you see me, bitch, do not stop and stare (don't stop and state)

I'm fuckin' on two bad hoes, yeah, lil' booty matter, but one got a BBL

I'm so tired of Lil Chop dissin', every time we come to the 6, nobody there

Wanna diss my brother and I can merch, y'all wore about four different shirts in a year (same year)

Say the wrong the thing, I put this shit on my granny, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care (I'ma blow)

Get the fuck out bitch, you ain't suckin' or fuckin', then you gotta go (nitch, you gotta go)

We got some big shit, switches too, bitch, I want you to send a lo' (I want you to send the lo')

Lil' bro pop out with that fat shit, big boy gun

It make a nigga hit the floor, uh (it make a nigga hit the floor)

Free D4, nigga, long live the guys, uh

Niggas know not speak on lil' Tray

Don't give a fuck if you a kid, better get out the way (boy, shut the fuck up)

They know why I'm up on they block, they ain't tryna bump

Niggas scared to come out them gates (boy, them niggas some bitches)

Switch so quick, ain't know he was hit

All he heard was that, "Brr" and it was too late (brr, brr, brr, brr)

When I get the pin, I'm ready to bend

Can't nobody save 'em, not even the Saint (boy, can't nobody save him)

I'm tryna leave his shit red, dump that switch with both hands and I just paint

You rookie-ass niggas gettin' killed on drills

You duck-ass niggas don't even got rank (boy, you don't even got no rank)

I'll turn a tough nigga ass to a bitch

Put the blick in his face, I bet bro faint (boy, that nigga a bitch)

I don't wanna talk on the phone, can we meet up and bump, so I can show off my aim? (Aim perfect)

These niggas fakin' like they really with it

Bro bump Drac', niggas turned to Usain (these niggas fast as fuck)

Opp ass bitch gon' suck that dick, then I'ma send that ho back to her main (you gotta to go, bitch)

I know you niggas gon' think with y'all dick

So I'll send the bitch, you niggas a shame (boy, you niggas some)

We hit they block with a Drac' and a switch, this ain't the good song just like Eddy Kane

I don't give a fuck about no condition, me and the gang'll slide in the rain (we was up in the rain)

We shoot for lil' Traylynn, nigga, I'll hop out, no mask, broad day, leave a nigga stank (no bullshit)

Thinkin' a bitch be with me for the free

If that was my ho, I'm breakin' the bank (I'm breakin' the bank)

And you know I'm breakin' the back, but, fuck that, let's get back on track

Invisible switch, when I put that bitch, he thought it was semi, boy, this bitch a fully

You gotta go drill, you wanna get recruited

Your partner had died, you make some music

Fuck I look like makin' some music? Lil' Traylynn died, we got straight to it

Uh, free bronem

I'm fuckin' on two bad hoes, yeah, lil' booty matter, but one got a BBL (but got a BBL)

I'm so tired of Lil Chop dissin', every time we come to the 6, nobody there (nobody there, nigga)

Wanna diss my brother and I can merch, y'all wore about four different shirts in a year (in one year)

Say the wrong the thing, I put this shit on my granny, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care

I'ma blow, I don't even care

Ayy, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care

We spinnin' for Tray, nigga, long live the guys, nigga, uh

And free, free D4 (free all the guys)

Free shorty, uh, no bullshit

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