Fuck, fuck, fuck Ayy, watch out I got lil' Gox... I got lil' Gox... I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out Ayy, watch out You can't even see me, I got on that black shit I just up fire, aim, I'm like a Maverick Nigga tryna X out lil' gang, I ain't havin' it Put your zip in a Ziploc, we packagin' 'Za got some push, this shit be extravagant 'Fore I left spot, got the blick off the mattress Smoked the whole blunt, nah, I didn't even pass it I ain't add no attachments, I left that bitch plastic Do me a show, I ain't see nothin' but flashin' Thought I was done with that 'za, but I'm back at it Everybody step in my hood, we some jackrabbits Come to the spot, this where everybody be at We got the drop, where you fuck niggas be at? Took down in NYC, I'm havin' drugs Try to cross me out on that play, that's a dub Nigga bumped down to your spot, where you was? Too many ammo, I can't even run out Havin' control in that whip, I won't spun out Gotta have blick in my hood, keep your gun out 12 bumped down, made everybody run out Got nothin' to do, I got up, got my feet in You ain't a leader, these fuck niggas followin' Shake shit first with the blick, I won't follow up Black truck push, where we at? They gon' call it up Nigga think everybody spooked 'cause he tall as fuck Shit in my blick, hit your stummy, you ballin' up Lil' twin turned to a baby, he crawlin' up Went on that lick, I escape with your backend Mini Uzi, MPA, this ain't no MAC-10 Skinny jeans, I don't need no play to put racks in Fine shit link in LA, she got black friends Travel back to the hood, I just did a show Pull to the alleyway, I let the window low Get in the mosh pit, they won't let me go This ain't my jacket, these ain't even my clothes Link with my fine shit, I park down the road Put down that blick if you can't even control Nigga tryna snake out the gang, switch the code Clear out the spot, we can't bring no more zips in 12 back then cross the street tryna study us Afraid I'ma make it out, feel like I lucked up Went through a shortcut, I stepped in some mud You thought it was that, but that's not what it was Everybody trap at your spot if we get in Too many guns in the whip, I got ten brands Tryin' not to wig with that fire, it demolish you Tryin' not to wig with that fire, it demolish you Everybody lurk with they burners, they follow you Run through the hood, that mean 12 gotta follow through Loadout eat you up, loadout swallow you This a new fire, a new blick, it is sindable Sixty round on a stick, that shit roundable Tap in with fine shit if fine shit got some push Lil' twin throwed off, he sit in that bush Fuck, fuck, fuck