Pick Em Off

[Intro: Kenzo Balla & (TG Flockaa)]
Gang gang, Y’all niggas know how the fuck we rocking, Haha
It's that Kenzo Balla nigga, (Y’all niggas know the fucking vibes)

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Spinning, we copped a glizzy, niggas talking tough until my niggas come and pick 'em off
Niggas be running Ricky, always got the semi, bitch, I'm with it, I was never soft
Jimmy be spinning with me, hop up out the renty, sending shots and now they dipping off
I’m Makk, but I‘m with some Crippies, you want me, come get me, try to run up, imma hit em off
Opposite, so we chucking, I’m not with the bluffing, if you pull up turn into a spliff
You pussies be always talking till I get the sparkin, Bharlie had to hit em in his shit
I get it and then I take it, now she getting naked, niggas know I’m swifty with ya bitch
I’m focused on paper chasing swipin chevys kicking run it up and now we copping drip (Ayy ayy)
TG Loc gon empty out the clip, Diddy Loc gon hop up out the whip
If you brim, spinning make it lit, we just keep on sinning, taking risks
Ho's gon try to run up they get hit
Off the Henny baby take a sip
Catch a stain and then we make a flip
Off the Percies but I never slip
They politicking, play with my brother we gon have his momma missing
She know all my pieces hittin, she watch my movement, I know that she see me drippin
Cook it up when we get to whippin, threw up a chef when he mix it up in the kitchen
Got no Lean so I'm Henny sippin, & bitch I'm MB for him we got plenty chickens (EWOK)
Lil Bro in the renty driftin, he toting a glizzy so don’t be a new pack
And we spinning with 2 straps, my Makks always winning we never gon lose that
On a date, get ya boo clapped, if he jackin us K then you know we remove that
Pillow talk we don’t do that, spin the block and if you see the opps push the roof back
I’m with bitches who shoot that, I’ve been doing this shit I don’t know who these new cats
Ran it up in a few traps, If you spin with ya gang then you might get ya crew clapped
I'm not playing, where the food at, if I don’t got the knocks, I'm knocking his tooth back
Kenzo Balla I'm too tact, I take hits by myself but I might bring like 2 MAC’s

[Verse 2: TG Flockaa]
TG, got your bitch in the spot and she laced
Thot bitch, get outta my face (get the fuck out my face)
At the top & this shit ain’t no race
I get money, there’s no need to hate
Probably pull up on you in a wraith
Roll the window down shoot at your face
Now I’m getting low from the Jakes
Little boy should’ve stayed in his place
Have Jimmy run up in your place
And he’ll put the scalpel to your face
And you better have that on your waist
Take my Glock and point it at your face (boom boom)
If we make a move, clear the room
Kenzo ain’t no mentions he gon boom
Me and gang in an orgy bumping tunes
Catch us an opp and then we clear the room
Catch an opp, me and gang gone hop out
Bharlie rock gon have to send shots out (Yo Bharlie)
Diddy Loc like watch out
Cuz he finna bring the Glock out pussies better watch out
He about to empty five rounds
Lil nigga this is my town, nigga this is my town, gang
Lil nigga this is my town, gang
See an opp .48 We gon hit him up (48)
These are hollow tips so he ain’t getting up
Paramedics gonna have to come pick him up
Free Oso, rest up crodie sitting up
If he make it home then we gon live it up
Me and Wasi pull up in a Bentley Truck
All these bitches, they cannot get next to us
Only thing they can do is just envy us
And I already know that you’ve heard me
TG Loc stay where them burners be
And I know that niggas wanna murder me (I know)
Run up then I’m gonna leave the murder scene
Sending shots ain’t nobody gonna hear a thing
Get caught, and I swear I won’t say a thing
TG, you already know my fucking name
Everything that I do is for the fucking gang (Ayo Cig!)
Bend blocks send shots, so you know it’s me
Shoot a nigga black hoodie, how it’s supposed to be
And I know a couple Bloods gonna roll with me
Why you mad, cause I got your ho with me?
Why you mad, cause I got your ho with me?
Better think twice before approaching me
(Better think twice before approaching me)
I said, you Better think twice before approaching me

[Verse 3: Kenzo Balla]
These niggas broke but they politicking
Gotta watch out them boys did a lot of snitching
Zah gon send shots up out the Smith N'
If you play with the bread, have his mama missing big facts
If bro got the choppa we gon risk that
Sending shots at the opp you gon miss that
Last opp try to spin, got his wig clapped
In the trap and we smoking on big pack
Pop a perc, do a hit, then I’m spinning off
Oh, it’s folks in the spot we gon pick em off (GDK)
Sending shots at the choppa and they dipping off
Free the Bros, that’s still standing behind the wall
And I always got a choppa I don’t make no calls
Put my grip to ya face with extendos to it
Jimmy just copped a TD we hittin off (EWOK)
And the Ewoks im calling go off the wall (Sleezly)
Caught Lil Bro Slippin had to run up on em
He was acting tough till TG Put the gun upon him
From the Block, hop out now them bullets pourin
He should know all my niggas are known for the scorin’
He ain’t out here, snipe em, we spinnin through the morning
I don’t care about a treesh all these bitches boring
I cannot pay attention why this money pouring
Pull up skrt skrt, hop up out the foreign
Pull up bro, Zah gon clear the scene
Got a brand new Ruger and it got a beam
Do a hit in the crib and I’m sipping lean
And I love doing hits, I don’t need no bean
I don’t know what these niggas always acting up
If the Makks pop out, we gon pack em up
Have a bitch get em lined, toe tagging up
And we getting to the bag I know you mad as fuck (Glitt Boom!)