Fuck, fuck Ayy, see I might just Fuck, ayy drank I already know where its at Yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck that, uh-uh Fuck, fuck Bitch, I'm back in the dead end, pop shit wit' lil twin This is not no fuckin' five, gen six my gen Come to the dead end, be ready to bang out Shoot at the cam, I practice my aimbot You better rep yo' set, what the fuck is you sayin' 'bout? Glizzy gon' up, you ain't havin no game now Should've stayed in the isle, nigga should've never came out Do a lick been give a fuck what yo' pain 'bout Push a nigga down, and I won't let 'em get up Glock beat ya' body, it burn like sit-ups Stolo fast, tell li' twin to pick up Nigga better stand down, pulling me a stick up Boy you a bitch, you still gettin' yo' shit took You a free munyun lick, I get that Stolo fast, told nigga "I ain't sit back" The lick in yo' face, you won't een' get that Cap ass nigga, you ain't even really wit' that Buy you a new gun, you ain't get yo' stick back? On the run, around, on five gotta lick back Forgot I took him down, I ain't even did that Gimme yo' fye, lets keep shit cordial Come to the trap right now put a order Real six side, this shit like Florida Ran home from my lick, now I need water Reach for yo' blick, you better not bother Ain't 'bout on the target, shit like a Martyr Nigga get out of line, put 'em in order Expose me a nigga right now with the cutter Twelve, he capped out, free lil' brother I'm travlin' right now, I hopped on the shuttle Attachments on me, the Glock got a muzzle Catch a nigga down bad left, I'm puzzled Real drank head, I drink up the bubble Spray the group down and I be in no huddle Put on my merch, I look like a puddle Twelve done cap, I checked out the stutter You lie to yourself, you would lie to your mother Come to the store right now, I got blick out Handsome merch come check my drip out Lil' twin on pills, he upped and get flipped out Fuck, fuck (Yo, set, trip 'bout to get bussin') Bandgang