Seen It All

Lala on the beat

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we do hits regardless

Ain't no easin' off, my block retarded, they don't do no flaugin'

We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins

We ain't singin' songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active

Ain't no lingin' on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher

Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?

Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no textin', I don't want a stretcher

Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' ho you messy, she tryna dance with devils

We turn our bully on, them switches active, know they shoot the fastest (wait, what?)

Lil' brodie ain't givin' no passes, walkin' you down it's a tragedy (wait, what?)

They say that they block is the realest, I know that them niggas some bitches (wait, what?)

Your man he the jake, he a witness, he pointin' out in them pictures (wait, what?)

Lil' bro and them stand on the business, you know they known to get wicked

My niggas is vicious, you know that we deep in the trenches

I ain't duckin' no issue, we comin' to get you

These slugs'll touch you, we leave you in public

If I slide off the muzzle, you know that's my brother

Got Boonie on the side of me, you that he clutchin'

That Draco be bussin', you know that's it rushin'

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we do hits regardless

Ain't no easin' off, my block retarded, they don't do no flaugin'

We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins

We ain't singin' songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active

Ain't no lingin' on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher

Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?

Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no textin', I don't want a stretcher

Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' ho you messy, she tryna dance with devils (gang, gang, gang)

We in traffic in that fast shit, only twin and Dede'nem

R.I.P. J-Money dummy, GDK for GD'nem

Belt boys put belt to ass, nigga, fuck the dump we don't be with them

Gave them niggas on the low in the past, my people be with them

Heard the feds listenin' (shh) 'cause they don't rap about them switches (shh)

My opps be on fan shit, ah ha, you on a mission

I feel like I'm Big Bank, I be speakin' facts, I stopped the dissin'

Opps be playin' OT, them niggas ain't popped out in a minute, gang

Foenem in the county, they got on your homie ass

She like, "Zay you got rich, you can't speak with your lil' phony ass"

Opps FaceTime me, yellin' through my phone, I know they homie died

We took out our main nigga, he the only one that'll slide, glah

I done see it all, my niggas heartless, we do hits regardless

Ain't no easin' off, my block retarded, they don't do no flaugin'

We gon' risk it all, for my dog you gon' get stuffed in coffins

We ain't singin' songs, we pop in traffic, TayBlock we get active

Ain't no lingin' on, lil' bro get active, he gon' need a stretcher

Now your bitch alone, she hit my phone, I asked her what she on?

Now leave that bitch alone, no call, no textin', I don't want a stretcher

Lil' bitch leave me 'lone, lil' ho you messy, she tryna dance with devils