Fck Everybody

[Intro: Rell Vert & T Slick 166]
Go, man, free the boys, we them boys, man (Come on, come on)
Blood in, blood out (Uh, uh)
You know that (Lil' Vert)
Oh, yeah, we get back fast, it never— (We get back fast)
Just like that
Live Scoom, long live Lil Jeff, man, forever a go (Brrt)

[Chorus: Rell Vert]
Anything I want, you know I could buy
Nigga play with the gang, put his ass in the sky
I'll let this bitch off, this glizzy ain't shy
Two drunk hoes kissin' my bed, they bi
For Jeff, we roll Leal after we put out VI
I don't get in Ubers, nigga drove to the sky
Know his mama miss him, steady askin' God, "Why?"
Like Jeff said, poof, get sent to the sky
I laugh every time when I think of VI
Dead-ass nigga told me I was gon' die (Ah)
Dead-ass bitch told me I was gon' die
We don't fuck with YFG, Hawk brains still in the street
Long live Scoom, would've shot the bitch if I had that Glock right where I pee

[Verse: Rell Vert]
These is little boys, on what level you can fuck with me?
I got on his ass, he was tryna be cool, he ducked the beef
Got two Glocks up on my side, I ain't by myself, that's my company (That's my company)
Tell that bitch to shake some ass, I don't like hoes who ugly
If a nigga want some smoke, get in the field and bump with me
Lil' situation happened out of town, go to the 'Raq and dump my heat
We into it with twenty gangs, on every block, we got a B (Body)
I love my Glock, put shit to sleep
Bitch, I get paid to talk on beats
They tryna talk, but talk ain't cheap
Bought lil' bro a Drac' and gave him a Jeep
Mask and gloves, on the opps, we creep
If a nigga talk tuff, he ain't talkin' to me
Opps on this block, hawk 'em, they sweet
I was drivin', I bounced out on feet (Drivin')
I act a fool when I'm behind that heat (Brrt)
If I don't got a Perc' in this bitch, I'll tweak

[Chorus: Rell Vert]
Anything I want, you know I could buy
Nigga play with the gang, put his ass in the sky
I'll let this bitch off, this glizzy ain't shy
Two drunk hoes kissin' my bed, they bi
For Jeff, we roll Leal after we put out VI
I don't get in Ubers, nigga drove to the sky
Know his mama miss him, steady askin' God, "Why?"
Like Jeff said, poof, get sent to the sky
I laugh every time when I think of VI
Dead-ass nigga told me I was gon' die
Dead-ass bitch told me I was gon' die
We don't fuck with YFG, Hawk brains still in the street
Long live Scoom, would've shot the bitch if I had that Glock right where I pee

[Outro: Rell Vert]
Fuckin' goofies
On bro, you know how the fuck I'm comin'
BH, 79, man, gang shit, man
Yeah, you know that
Gang