Message

[Intro]
Glah, glah, glah
MIS the fucking gang man, all y'all niggas suck my dick
You see how me and my niggas coming, hahaha

[Verse]
Man I'm just tryna send y'all lil niggas the message
Y'all wanna fight but I ain't with the wrestling
Lost bro to the streets so we stocked up the pressure
[?] texting a letter
On the set I get jumped, I'm up back with the tooly
And don't try to front cuz I flock on a mulie
She be sucking so good can't forget how she blew me
She a freak, backshots, throw the thumb on her what
On the set I'ma beat him 'I don't got my gun
Why Sav in the A, yea that boy got bun
Don't give us a reason we flocking for fun
Hell no we ain't stopping for jakes are you dumb
She got kicked out the crib cause' she ain't tryna rump
Got a Glock green beam and it came with a drum
Last time I seen a opp, that boy tried to run
Too much Drizz in the spliff, they left that boy done
Bitch I'm way too famous I could never lack, R.I.P Booma that boy is a pack
There's too many ooters tryna piece of the rack
Got the treesh in the V getting beef in the back
Drop the beam on the FN, take off his melon
Why they call him 03 if he always throw seven
AyMac got toast in the back and that boy still eleven
You cannot compete if you not where we stepping
There's a few niggas dead, couple lost to the system
When mama was talkin', we shoulda' just listened
She got a knock on a walk or you might catch me limping
But there's always a ride you will not catch me slipping
[?] TuTu in court but the [?] heard blicky da blicky, now he running ricky
[?] mata's and fucking up kidneys
Free MarBendBlocks, man fuck with the Villy's
Niggas softer than tissue they never on shit
Bobby finally home, now everyone crip
We just smoking on Shiesty, let's not forget
2-6 is a 60, G to my dick
How the fuck you gon' spin you don't post on no strip
All y'all bitches is mixing up, had you get hit
Don't run up on Ta cause' he totin' that fifth
Got a Glock with a drum and I'm fiening to click
Talk around and this Drac' go retarded
I'm really a shooter and driver I don't gotta park it
Missed a few shots but I still hit my target
All these niggas got guns but who really gon' spark it
Sosa flocking that nina with no hesitation
And he ain't wanna spin, he just did it cause his big bros made him
Tell Brusha pull up, no doubt he a racer
I be whipping the V coulda thought I was racing
Call my nina a pitt cause that shorty be barking
No ball, but I'm still on court shooting like Harden
One shot to his dome now his face look departed
Your bitch like me best cause I fuck her the hardest
That Boomer be punching like it's medication
I just wanna fuck, I cannot do relation
Amiri's from Saks we do not do the fake shit
Reload, glah, glah, that's a face lift

[?]
FastWay, MIS the fucking gang
We having a lot, throw 6 throw 7, Free AJugs, Free MarBlick, Free MarBendBlocks, Free Plive, Freaky, free all the guys
[?] Lz, MIS