Rank Up | KTTC Freestyle

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grahh
Like, RG
Nigga, free the campaign, nigga free the guys
Free RG, 00, baow

[Chorus]
Tell them give me space
Step back, straight to the 3, any Spixe that I see gettin’ shot in the face
Win Floxks dig on the jakes
Baby Khay floxkin’ with a open case
If you not on our timin’, don’t play
Tryna send a Spiigy to the gates
MG put a hole in your face
Why Stacks keep dissin’? Bdot is some pain
And we mixin’ that shit with some Juju
Send a bitch to link you with some lulu
When you come out your crib we gon’ boom you
Shots gon’ ring, he yellin’ out “I’m hit”
Baby C really empty the clip
[?] on your block I know he caught the hit
RG gon’ extend the clip
Quan Spixe, why would you lack with no grip?

[Verse]
Now we roll that nigga with the Chapo
Tony got hit in his taco
Humble dissin’, need to let his chop go
Catch him in Howard that’s another pack
Sjay, shit got me smacked
Niggas said you took twenty shots to your back
Spin Brower, ain’t gettin’ no pass
Borgie, [?] in his raps
Catch [?] he gon’ meet the clap, and that’s word to my dead, I’ma make a pack
Bangin’ on who? Nigga, you lost it
RG’s known for pullin’ up and tossin’
Free MarGee, he was bangin’ it often
Pass him the rock he shooting like it Spaulding
All the shit that we did we can’t forfeit
Go kill a Hat, no need to send a warning
Tay B shot, he tried to run away
Send him to Mack B, up in space
If you Troopers you gon’ get erased
Niggas dissin’ my mans I think these niggas laced
41K, park up on Chester, I catch lil Ta hit him with the bang
See lil Jenn Jenn she gon’ be a stain, I ain’t playin’ with bitches, this shit ain’t no game
On the opp block that is the range
Go put in some pain and work on your aim
Niggas pussy they don’t wanna meet
Gen 5 tucked right inside my jeans
Got the flashlight, with the beam
Niggas scary like at Halloween
Ion drillin’ when I’m off the beam
Shoot with precision when I’m off the lean
I’m a rapper you know that I’m green
She wanna fuck ‘cause she heard I’m RG
In a black truck with the G
Fuck is a BBL? She want a beam
Ayo, Wal, just call up the hilla, I’m tryna fuck on her sister
She wanna post me on finsta
She tellin’ bitches I kissed her
But I’m tryna get in her [?], that’s the only reason I won’t ban her
.40 keep barkin’, shit fuckin’ my hand up
[?] keep cryin’ [?] he need to man up
These bullets is gifts, I’m Santa
Just watch how I get with this hammer
I’m prayin’ this shit never jam up
Y’all not on my level, niggas need to rank up

[Chorus]
Tell them give me space
Step back, straight to the 3, any Spixe that I see gettin’ shot in the face
Win Floxks dig on the jakes
Baby Khay floxkin’ with a open case
If you not on our timin’, don’t play
Tryna send a Spiigy to the gates
MG put a hole in your face
Why Stacks keep dissin’? Bdot is some pain
And we mixin’ that shit with some Juju
Send a bitch to link you with some lulu
When you come out your crib we gon’ boom you
Shots gon’ ring, he yellin’ out “I’m hit”
Baby C really empty the clip
[?] on your block I know he caught the hit
RG gon’ extend the clip
Quan Spixe, why would you lack with no grip?