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Yeah, yeah, yeah, come one
Yeah, uhm, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
For real
Come on
Like some tight ass clothes, soon as we catch 'em, we gon' stretch 'em
Get caught without your pole, gotta erase ya, Etch-A-Sketch ya
Put a lock on that backdoor 'cause shit be way too sketchy
Bet' not pull shit on them guys if you ain't really stepping
The hood last hope, feel like the pope, bitch, I'm really from the O
One foot out the trenches, locked in with millions in my scope
I'm from the block like mic drops, Sho keep 'em in line like mic drop
.223s with the little box, nigga ain't shooters, they the lookouts
Now it's back-to-back Hellcats, Trackhawks tearing up the road
Forever sliding free, the guys lost a few but we ain't never fold
TGS, O-Block, long live V Roy forever (for real)
Heard the opps link with my other opps, they can make SpotNews together
Take 'em back on all that bullshit, bro ready to shoot a movie
Riding 'round with full clips, we got the city hot
New Drac came with a cooler kit, clapped then they cleared the block
Like members in the pulpit, we on that bullshit
Take 'em back on all that bullshit, bro ready to shoot a movie
Riding round with full clips, we got the city hot
New Drac came with a cooler kit, clapped they cleared the block
Like members in a pulpit, we on that bullshit