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[Intro: CO3]
Five-seveN, .223, yeah, we playin' with numbers
Five-seveN, 5.56, .223, we playin' with numbers (Drvmlord)
Yeah, last nigga played, we slumped
1152, 1523
AOB OT3

[Chorus: CO3]
Five-seveN, 5.56, .223, we playin' with numbers (We playin' with numbers)
Yeah, last nigga played, we slumped him
You keepin' it G, I'ma lie to your honor (I'ma lie, yeah)
Person bogus, this shit 'bout a bundle
Can't fuck with her, she'll go fuck a runner (She'll go fuck a lame)
6.4, widebody not a Hummer (Not a Hummer)
Though he was on touch and got tapped with that thunder (Yeah, this shit weak)
Know they get a gat 'fore they scope for the team (Scope)
How I almost sleep and I'm kickin' the green? (I'm kickin' the curb)
Shit gettin' irritatin', yerk got me mean (Mean)
My niggas ain't actin', we shoot on the scene (On the scene)
He died with his fire, left his shit in his jeans (In his jeans)
And I just bought a thirty, but I'm dressin' clean (Clean)
Bruh, you on my block, you can't say what you seen (Can't say what you seen)
Say you smoke weed, yeah, we make shit a Ming

[Verse 1: CO3]
Get caught out of bound, you get took off
Lil' bruh gon' take everything if I look off (He got 'em)
If she go, then you know she get chopped
AR with sixty, it came with a stock (Bump stock)
Hit the trap missin' tool, we make it stop (We make it stop)
Nobody got out, make him look like his pop (Make him look like his pop)
Slide with three choppers, but I own three Glocks (I own three Gs)
Cam gettin' away, we had ranned on the North (Ranned on the North)
Disrespect them hoes, Gen4 on the opps (Gen4 on 'em, fuck)
Keep droppin' the heads every time when I'm dropped (Bitch, I know he drop)
Plan on murder, you won't make it far (You won't make it far)
Cop shit in Balenci', these not cheap socks (Cop shit in Balenci')
Keep crackin' four, you don't rock how we rock (Rock)
Only time they get active, can't tell 'em to stop (Can't)
Steady sayin', "Free Scottie," he keep gettin' locked (Free Scottie)
Numbers hit 'em with switch, knock them out the box (I'm out the box)

[Chorus: CO3 & Sett]
Five-seveN, 5.56 (5.56), .223 (.223), we playin' with numbers (Playin' with numbers)
Yeah, last nigga played, we slumped him (He gone)
You keepin' it G, I'ma lie to your honor (I'ma lie to your honor)
Person bogus, this shit 'bout a bundle
Can't fuck with her, she'll go fuck a runner (She'll go)
6.4, widebody not a Hummer (Not a Hummer)
Though he was on touch and got tapped with that thunder (Frrt, frrt)
Know they get a gat 'fore they scope for the team (Team, scope)
How I almost sleep and I'm kickin' the green? (I'm kickin')
Shit gettin' irritatin', yerk got me mean (Mean, bye)
My niggas ain't actin', we shoot on the scene (On scene)
He died with his fire, left his shit in his jeans (His jeans)
And I just bought a thirty, but I'm dressin' clean (Clean)
Bruh, you on my block, you can't say what you seen (Can't say what you seen)
Say you smoke weed, yeah, we make shit a Ming (Fuck The Opps Crazy)

[Verse 2: Sett]
Hundred-round knock down whole team (Fully)
Hit a nigga ass with the grade A red beam (Yeah)
Don't sip no Tussion', just give me a lean (Just)
Went break out that cake, you know that's my thing (That backend)
Dog slut, ho can't get a trend (No)
Skinnies, Purple tag be my jeans (Duck them)
Got checkers on Pop-Tarts, sippin' Wockesha
12 do a stop, tryna scope the scene
Get away out the wreck, hide the dope and the Perc' (Drop 'em)
Keepin' the glee, hit a nigga first (Hit him)
Back then, bop that car, get that purse (Oh yeah)
Capital hurt, get away with that murder (We out of there)
Get to your left, 12 on the curb (Get on, get on)
That HISPEED get to the hood first (Out of there, to the 3)
Get away, give my driver a smirk (Yeah)
Hold on, wait 'til 12 abort alert (Lurkin' ass)

[Chorus: CO3]
Five-seveN, 5.56 (5.56), .223 (.223), we playin' with numbers (Playin' with numbers)
Yeah, last nigga played, we slumped him (He gone)
You keepin' it G, I'ma lie to your honor (I'ma lie to your honor)
Person bogus, this shit 'bout a bundle
Can't fuck with her, she'll go fuck a runner (She'll go)
6.4, widebody not a Hummer (Not a Hummer)
Though he was on touch and got tapped with that thunder (Frrt, frrt)
Know they get a gat 'fore they scope for the team (Team, scope)
How I almost sleep and I'm kickin' the green? (I'm kickin')
Shit gettin' irritatin', yerk got me mean (Mean, bye)
My niggas ain't actin', we shoot on the scene (On scene)
He died with his fire, left his shit in his jeans (His jeans)
And I just bought a thirty, but I'm dressin' clean (Clean)
Bruh, you on my block, you can't say what you seen (Can't say what you seen)
Say you smoke weed, yeah, we make shit a Ming