-29th, some nigga gon' die
I'm talkin' 'bout walk-down, we don't do drive-bys
Oh, you hang with bitch niggas? Not my kind
I'm Oso with the stick, that 30 make 'em blind
Huh, hrrrt, gang (Gang)
BabyLife, nigga (BabyLife, nigga)
Hrrrt (Hrrrt)
Yeah, fuck a loose screw, I ain't have none to begin with
Yeah
Fuck a loose screw, I ain't have none to begin with
He said that the 15 a gen', we gon' blitz him
Call up them vampires just to get rid of him
Saw his ass, get over here, we gon' finish him
Talkin' hot, beat his ass up, I go replenish him
BabyLife Spaz, know I'm wanted by many men
You want some smoke, nigga, we can get it in
Shoot at yo' partner if you ain't got no dead friends
Can't count on my partner, that's Benjamin
I just go buy some new gun to get rid of him
We catch his ass trippin' and get all the dividends
Pop a top, hop in the back of the SUV mini-van
You know that lil' Glokk don't even give a damn
We spin his block just like the ceiling fan
She suck on a young nigga dick and she Mexican
Young nigga shoot the face just like the Pelicans
Man, I got some shit that'll take down an elephant
Finna go to war, you gotta get ready, bitch
Hop out with sticks, pussy, don't neglect shit
And you the type of nigga to buy her a necklace
Man, I'm the type to get some neck and forget shit
I'm tellin' ya, August 29th, some nigga gon' die
I'm talkin' 'bout walk-down, we don't do drive-bys
Oh, you hang with bitch niggas? Not my kind
I'm Oso with the stick, that 30 make 'em blind
Empty out yo' pocket, takin' back what's mine
Ain't no pocket rocket, this gon' fuck his mind
If I really want yo' head, I'm takin' my time
We creep through the bushes, lookin' through the blinds
You wan' beef 'bout the bitch that ain't even yours or mine
Lil' boy itchin' finger, they gon' pull that fye
Hm, Glock in my hand, will you take this dance?
Bitch, I'm a real thug, I don't know romance
We sendin' them slugs, catch one in his ass
We pull up to the nigga spot like I'm DoorDash
Kick the bitch out the trap, she ain't shake no ass
This baby ass clip, pussy, this a .30 mag'
Huh, we ain't waitin' for yo' ass, nigga, we gon' blow past, huh
I'm chasing my dream, nigga, fuck that class
They come to this hood, they yellin' out, "Get Spaz"
They know I'm the young nigga up the fire, handle that
BabyLife caught him lackin', he won't get back
He said he gon' take us off, that shit sound mismatched, huh
Don't run up on none of us, man, please don't do that
Unidentified nigga screamin' out like, "Who that?"
I don't fuck with rap niggas 'cause they weird as fuck, huh
This 7.62 'bout as big as a hockey puck
Gelato 41, this blunt got me fucked up
Shoot at your car, you niggas turn to dust
You ain't pop your gun, nigga, then what's up?
Man, I wish you would, nigga, you'll be dust
Give a fuck where I'm at, I'm dumping out them guts
Had one of these niggas come and shot 'em up
Hit him; my shot, nigga, that ain't luck
These weapons and drugs don't come with no love
Protecting my partners, I wanna see dubs
