Drifters

The mob, nigga we found a way

See Weez, nigga he found a way

Young stag, nigga we moving yay

Young blocks, nigga you on your way

Certain men across, but they get whacked cause we not soft

Thirty in my lap, with the extra thirty and I'm aiming at your hat

You can be a hater but you better love the jack

Disrespect the mob and we rock up where you crash

Sock up everybody then we hit them with the lead

Have your noodles mixed with your breakfast spread

No matter who you is get smacked for the figs

If you love your kids never trap where you live

I can get locked cause my raps so real

You gon' get shot if I flash my steel

I'm the type of nigga that keep a thang

On me when I lick your brain

Started real broke, now we living paid

Sell cane seeing dames man do your thang

On top now, never lose a game

Thirty Glock rounds, I'll make a shooter change

In his frame

We the hottest right now if you think we can't

Watch everybody bow when we hit your state

Smoking kush right now so I can't complain

I'm a crook pipe down or I'll hit your face

With every single frown, that's in a K

Thousand murders every year, this the bay

I'm just a youngster from the town tryna make a way

For my niggas riding 'round, smoking great

Let off a couple rounds and let 'em hear you say