FCG

[Verse 1: BandGang Masoe]
All these niggas claiming bodies that they didn't do, what the fuck this shit done came to?
We got niggas from the suburbs talkin' 'bout what they gon' do
Nigga, who you gon' shoot?
Matter fact, what you been through?
All that killing shit you talking, just make sure you pay your rent too
Like a Crip, nigga, my wrist blue, huh, cold as an igloo
Showed my mama what I might get, she cried, she need some tissues
Nigga, fuck you and fuck you, you with them, you gon' die too
Make niggas bleed like they Damu, I'm in Inglewood with my Pirus
They killed Paid, that's a lie too (Lie)
Go find a nigga you can lie to (Go find one)
And find a nigga you can try too
'Cause you try me, you get a nice suit (Dead)
Nigga, pop who? Nigga, drop who? (Huh?)
I'm 886, we'll drop you
Only came for one, but we got two
Would've had three, one got loose

[Chorus: BandGang Masoe]
Fuck 24, said they on my head, but I ain't worried
And fuck ****, got his daddy murked, I know he hurtin'
Alonzo, have them killers at your door eight in the morning
Ayy, fronto, your brother in this leaf, I'm finna burn him
Fuck 24, said they on my head, but I ain't worried
And fuck ****, got his daddy murked, I know he hurtin'
Alonzo, have them killers at your door eight in the morning
Fronto, your brother in this leaf, I'm finna burn him

[Verse 2: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
Fuck 24
Catch that fat bitch, knock off his BandGang fro, up what score?
Y'all cliqued up with a crew with fifteen headstones
Y'all the po-po, half of the city of Detroit y'all done told on
FWCB4, y'all already know who MC Gustso
He don't run shit but to Instagram and to make a life insurance post
I thought your tough ass was the key to the city, why you canceling shows?
Stop lyin' like you popped me and you was at home with a tether on
Y'all whacked two of your own homies, that's somethin' I forgot to thank y'all for
That's cute y'all got them lady Rollies, the same one that my bae got on
The lame that killed Paid in PC and not the BandGang clones
Might get locked up purposely and slice his ass head to toe
How y'all lose y'all last killer? Y'all couldn't find that nigga no coat?

[Chorus: BandGang Masoe]
Fuck 24, said they on my head, but I ain't worried
And fuck ****, got his daddy murked, I know he hurtin'
Alonzo, have them killers at your door eight in the morning
Ayy, fronto, your brother in this leaf, I'm finna burn him
Fuck 24, said they on my head, but I ain't worried
And fuck ****, got his daddy murked, I know he hurtin'
Alonzo, have them killers at your door eight in the morning
Fronto, your brother in this leaf, I'm finna burn him