INTRO

[Intro]
Grrah
Niggas know the fuck it is man
Is that TG Crippy nigga, nigga
I don't really gotta say much
I don't really do too much in my fucking intros
Do niggas know my body like? (B-B-B-B-Beats by Yamaica Productions baby)
Real shit tho
Like, i'm 5th to the Sev
C.E.O
You know I made that shit like?
I don't really gotta say too much nigga
All of my niggas can break that
Like y'all niggas know what the fuck is going on
Everything dead nigga
We smoking every dead opp
I don't give a fuck right now
The fuck?

[Verse]
Still free Flocka
Never lock him
Bro in the island, Notti boppin' like
I wanna know why you lying
I seened you in traffic, you wasn't on timin', like
Big guns, never little
Niggas be playing the man in the middle
Everything dead when i'm pullin' my pistol
With the beam on the top, ain't no way i'ma miss you
You was talking on bro in ya raps?
Ain't no way i'ma ever forget you
Go to your block
Matter fact, I got niggas that's ready to go send 'em issue
Niggas wanna talk it out
When there's nothing to talk about
Y'all niggas better just walk it out
When we see an opp, we gon' talk him out
Niggas talking on bro, is he dumb?
What the fuck is he talking 'bout?
Like, team just get shot and ya brother died
Edot, suicide
Big chops and a rhyme
Chase pop out, like you ready to die
I don't think niggas ready to die, 'cuz these niggas runnin' every time
I ain't going for nothing, on the guys
Niggas better have something, when we slide
I told bro "Yo pass me the uzi", He gave it to me, 'cuz he know i'm an ooter
Run uppon me, i'ma spin your medula
Big D.O.A, y'all niggas is losers
You got money?
Go buy a shooter
You ain't spinnin' my block for shit
If you do nigga, stop the whip
Niggas don't really be flockin' shit
Niggas don't really be spinnin', these niggas is pussy, they be on some drama shit
Tottin' knocka, might meet me at death row
Told the opps to go pick his deads up
Catch DD, i'm knocking his head off
Catch Sha Gz, then i'm knocking his dreads off
Man, i really can't wait 'til i find 'em
That's on bro, all these niggas be hiding
Niggas said I got beat on the island, nigga you already know that you lying
If i [?]
You would've got shot, stabbed, like what happened
On the island, like "what's cracking"
He say the wrong thing, i'ma slap him
Ayo Bharlie, what's the vibes bro?
Let's go take a trip to the Vatos
First that we see, hit his taco
Turned out, what?
How many died tho
Dropping the 5, you must be retarded
We gon' shoot every vato, them niggas is talkers
Ayo Nesty, get off my dick, you still wear fake drip and your movies are garbage
You's a friend that you turned into a demon?
You was never like that in the first place
Don't get caught, you can go out the worst way
You better not let us catch you in your birthday
We can show you how shit it get lit
We can show you how shit it get active
All cold, but don't play for the Mavericks
If that's a baddie then I gotta have it
Beat it up with my carti's on
[?] while writing a song
And that's the type of shit I be on
2 shots, 3 shots, now he gone
And you don't have to ask what i'm smoking
'Cuz you know i'm smoking on
Lotti, Notti, Bobby
Can't forget 'bout lil Edotty
Nick Blixk got hit with a shotty
He ain't done shit, got hit with a hottie
Mex time smoking on the whip like molly
Vatos too, in the face, no prolly, like
And i'm back on my shit
Catch lil Winter, beat her with the grip
If it get on her knees, start sucking my dick
What the fuck you do? How you smoking JayRip?
Now Charlie, Zay, all in my spliff
I don't care if them niggas is crips
Everything dead, fuck the miss
If it is 5th to the Sev, shit get lit
He can hit in his head, with the grip
Back to back as he on my dick
I dare your brother to get put in a spliff
They just wanna rap, niggas ain't doing shit

[Outro]
Niggas ain't doing shit
Like suck my dick, everything dead, everybody hit
Niggas know what the fuck going on
I don't really gotta say to much
I already told y'all niggas what the fuck going on, in this whole fucking song nigga
Like what the fuck y'all niggas talking 'bout, really tho
I ain't gon' lie we everything k like
Grrah, gang, gang, gang
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Brrrrrr
Smoking all deads, grrah