Get Active

[Intro]
Boulevard
Woo, woo!
Grrr-rrr-rrtt!
Woo! Yeah

[Chorus]
100k, all hunnids, no advance, bitch
Fuck all that talking, and get active, slap shit!
You could run off, but we gon' catch him (Catch him)
Hollows leave a pussy nigga dancin' (Diddy bop)
The fuck you think I keep it for, fashion? (Haa!)
They ain't getting money, niggas cappin'
100k in twenty-four hours, trap manners
Shutting down strips with that fifth, turn 'em past tense (Get 'em gone)

[Verse]
Only seventeen with a brick and a MAC-10
Creepin' on that block with my brodies, you can ask them (You know)
.223's with some drums on the back end
We ain't ever asked for peace, my brodies get it brackin'
Runnin' up this currency
Ask your plug, he heard of me (Heard of me)
Nigga tried to run up, hе got bun up, yeah, third degree (Bun up)
Nothing but some killеrs in my section they gon' murk for free
Still collect tabs, heard them boys love murder fees
Currently runnin' up the hunnids for emergencies
Niggas hit the stu', halal meat, a real murder beat
Tell them niggas holla, prrr, we got the work for cheap
Tryna find a better route, but I just got the urge to eat (Urge to eat)
Niggas be in trench mode, all black dress code (Dress code)
.38 snub nose stuffed up in my trench coat (Trench coat)
Walk into my bando, guaranteed he meet that special (Special)
Everywhere I go I bring the dawgs like let's roll
Bando rushing, got no time for no discussion
I just paid another fifty to my lawyer, hope he buss it (Hope he buss it)
If I wasn't fightin' cases, I'll be flying different countries (Different countries)
Stuck up in the city, got me lightin' different dummies
Bad lil' shorty waiting on your guy, can't make it home
Creep up on him quick, toe tag him, hollows break your dome
Niggas keep it thorough in my section, we don't pay for ho's
And we run up close with them chopper's, we don't pay for scopes
Bitch, I'm a boss, I get busy, let that thang go
Niggas get the drop, make 'em dodge in that Durango (Grrt)
Pickup truck lurking, I just spotted another plain clothes
Never change up on your brothers, goofy better stain clothes (Never)
FTO forever, fuck the opps, let 'em all cry (Forever)
Mom's told me I ain't been the same since my dawg die (Dawg die)
Finch West, nigga, that's just life on the dark side
Holding down blooda's, that's just one of the archives
Real estate, bigger cribs (Real estate), you niggas hustle dime sacks
Posted with two cutters in the Caddy, don't get side tracked
Brodie right behind that, push up on me, pussy, we gon' fire back (Fire back)
Thinking with his dick, at her crib where he get lined at

[Chorus]
100k, all hunnids, no advance, bitch
Fuck all that talking, and get active, slap shit!
You could run off, but we gon' catch him (One day)
Hollows leave a pussy nigga dancin' (Yeah)
The fuck you think I keep it for, fashion? (Haa!)
They ain't getting money, niggas cappin'
100k in twenty-four hours, trap manners
Shutting down strips with that fifth, turn 'em past tense