Aye, got this 5-7 on me 'Nother nigga gon' die, let it be known, huh I been livin' right, I can't be I said, 5-7 on me Another nigga gon' die, let it be known, huh I been livin' right I can't be wrong, huh I ain't never ran from no smoke Especially when I knew what they was on I go with my mood, bitch I'm grown The whoops make you move, ape strong Yeah, I do drugs, huh Give a bitch some love I ain't gotta get her drugs, huh Still'll get you drug Yeah, I'm a Blood, huh Make me draw blood, huh Yeah, I got a rug But I'll never run, huh Lean in my mug, huh Fix a nigga mug (mug) Yeah, I'm the one Ain't scared to shoot no ones Pockets got the hunnids Chop hold the hun', bun Still move his guns Yeah, we got 'un Yeah, I'm from the East side, huh That's where we bummin from whenever we slide Aye, huh, nigga Yeah, I got rich Still ain't no bitch Freak D Rick Jig still on tip Yeah, I'm Big Dawg I'll dog walk you I don't like to talk Soon as you speak, I'mma off you I don't know how to draw Bet them people white chalk you I told Drake you gotta kill some mo' niggas That's why I bought you Fightin for your life, huh Them bullets fought you Oh, you a slime, huh Triple cross you Huh, you niggas dyin Cause it don't cost yo Squad 'nem on yo ass for free, get yo block spent Huh, get him dropped quick Huh, I'm on block shit Huh, he can't top this Huh, get his top split, yeah Get his top hit, huh I'm on top end Low key through the legs OB top end I guarantee that shot make the Top 10 Huh, let my niggas out the Pen cause we locked in Huh, they say the janitor wit us we got the mop in Huh, ooh cold sin, that's the Aye huh, that's a sign, it's on the floor then If I don't see enough of my niggas, we let some mo' in Huh, yo body like the strip club, I see the hoe in it Naw, naw, hit that nigga tuh', now his body Now his body like the strip club, I see the hoes in it They say it's smoke in the air, I put his soul in it You know that jury kit ain't mine, ain't no Rolls in it Huh, 2 5's in the in sky, got the zone in it It's the, it's the real Red Zone, ain't it Niggas can't go home cause they gon' get painted Hangin out, get flip bangin Aye, huh, always get love in my biddy Bitch I'm from there Make it hard for you pussy ass niggas Can't cum here Naw, can't bum here Pull up, get stuck here Nigga Aye, fuck he talkin bout? I don't listen to yo raps I cut the sound out You a attention whore Fuck what you cryin' bout, huh Catch a nigga droppin' a 5, cut his hands off I swear to God, you won't survive in no standoff Pull up to yo city just so I can blow yo head off He got a new chain, I might Cardi take his neck, aha Hey, I might Cardi shoot his neck off WAP ignorant, I don't never cut the Press off Skeet retarded, he'll shoot a bitch dress off Ha ha ha, kill yo boss cause the rest soft Naw, aye kill yo boss cause the rest soft Aye, how I flip that Do somethin' to you on get back Huh, aye, did somethin' to me then I got back Yeah, I got that Aye, huh, you won't get back Nah, did somethin' to me an I got back Yeah, I got that Yeah, I got that Can't stop that Won't stop, Puff Daddy with the iPad Catch a nigga out, smoke his boots Where the Glock at? Put yo mans on a shirt Watch you rock that Every gun we got got attachments No stock class Niggas see us shootin' everywhere Lead pass Every whip got the Hemi Speed past You don't want the smoke for real like the weed trash Yo hoe got a nice booty Wit her mean ass Aye, naw, she ain't mad for real She on my dick, she want this dick I got a bag for real I'll hit her shit good, do her bad for real I just left them traps with a rack Got a pack for real Got this 5-7 on me 'Nother nigga gon' die, let it be known Huh, I been livin' right, I can't be Said this 5-7 on me Another nigga gon' die, let it be known Huh, I been livin' right I can't be wrong Huh, I ain't never ran from no smoke Especially when I knew what they was on I go with my mood, bitch I'm grown The whoops make you move, ape strong