2v2

I keep on tellin' you when (ah)

You don't come home from that town (blrrd, WhiteBoyMadeThis)

I will be keepin' you out (yeah, yeah, ayy, Jaaybo, Gzz)

You don't come home from that town (a-a-add it all)

Yeah, yeah

Relationship goals, when Nicky Jams, I still fuck with Drac'

Y'all bent my block just to die again, y'all must love the pain

The day that nigga fightin' for his life, that's when my guns gon' change

Said you ain't tryna pay but tryna-, ayy, what the fuck you say, but, look

Bet shit get spicy when we spin

Last time we hooped, somebody died, we finna slide through there again

Headtaps, Mitchell & Ness, I could put prices on your head

Thinkin' that demons real that's talkin' in my mind, but they dead, yeah

Ayy, Jaaybo, slow down the whip, let me hop out

5.56s out the Drac' took half his face for runnin' his mouth

Niggas go hibernate, they know not to come outside when we pop out

I've been spankin' shit since middle school, that's why I had to drop out

Uh, niggas keep makin' diss songs until we catch his ass

He got hit, now his T-shirt look like a maxi pad

He got hit before he checked, he was hollerin' and hoopin'

Don't know if it was me or Jaaybo because we both was shootin'

I think it was me that popped blood, but I can't tell you who it was

Walked up and, nevermind, say that, they might just come and lock me up (shh)

Don't say too much, niggas might tattletale what happened

Whatshisname ain't even make it back from school that day 'cause he was lackin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Every little step that I take, I Bobby Brown it

Jump out and put the switchy on a grown man because I'm childish

Yeah, I told you "Fuck your dead brother", the fuck this bitch gon' do about it?

I put them switchy things on human beings, I will never shoot up houses, Gzz

Walk up gang, we knock on doors and sit outside 'til they come out it

Opps done lost too many niggas, will they get even? Shit, I doubt it

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, that's the way that the switch sound

Five niggas hop out with ARP's and Dracs, nigga, get down

Heard he tripped and got ran down, nigga never should've stood up

Them niggas bap, the opps don't be outside, they really be put up

Niggas be cap, them niggas ain't never did nothin', they really some rappers for real

Soon as I hop out the booth, I'm lacin' my boots up and I'm back in the field

Yeah, and we done slid so many times you'd think the ground was ice

If I get the drop, I bet my opp be layin' on the ground tonight

Yeah, I took the switchy off my Glock then threw it back on, now it's soundin' right

TribeK, they out there on that block, I get 'em drowned by five

Yeah, yeah, mercenary from my section, I'm a G marine

I got great eyesight, walk up, I don't need the V

My bro gone, you don't know how much that GBG mean to me

It's not a .30 stick, it's a .22 but I keep him clean, Gzz