(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up) Yeah, yeah Ayy, Gales, this shit This shit can get so satanic, yeah Yeah, this shit can get so satanic, I've been through shit that you can't manage, huh Yeah, Gzzz Yeah, yeah (Ayy, Ecko, turn this beat off if I ain't trippin' on it) Yeah, yeah This shit can get so satanic, I've been through shit that you can't manage He from the Sukka's side, it's only right that I face tap him, yeah Ayy, I keep Nicki on me daily, but send Drac' at him Cause in the house, don't make us wiggle through and spank Granny I'm a soul stripper, there ain't no soul in us (Yeah) Step down them niggas' block, we standin' on business They still outside after we slid, they just don't get it Ayy, free The Reaper, I'll be home, nigga Yeah, Mad Maxx, you can't feel like him if you ain't caught one Maneuver through the section that they at and leave it chalked up Gangsters move in silence, so I don't talk much Every drill I did, Jzzz, I walked up Baby, leave that nigga and come boss up Don't know what goin' on that block, but niggas aren't thugs Drac' thing, sendin' shots his way, lift his car up Gales makin' songs like he a stepper, he ain't marched once Can't watch the bro get on when we slide and I know what I'm doin' My opps never bend the block, they don't like shoes Beat they block with hella different straps like I let a dyke do it This that murder shit, Moms tryna slide when she hear my music They ain't outside, but I feel the vibes when I ride through it You say I'm cappin' in my songs, when I slide, you gon' die to it When I slither, turn on Mr. EBK Ain't off no Percs, I was sober when I slid the other day Can't speak on that, but you know what I'm tryna say (What you say?) This shit can get so satanic, I've been through shit that you can't manage He from the Sukka's side, it's only right that I face tap him, yeah Ayy, I keep Nicki on me daily, but send Drac' at him Cause in the house, don't make us wiggle through and spank Granny I'm a soul stripper, there ain't no soul in us (Yeah) Step down them niggas' block, we standin' on business They still outside after we slid, they just don't get it Ayy, free The Reaper, I'll be home, nigga