Shiesty Hit

[Intro]
Go, go
(808franko) Gang, bitch
OT6, TSG shit, man (Benji, how you do that there?)
Y'all know how the fuck we comin', man
We step on everythin'
Foot on these niggas' neck, look

[Verse]
I heard some fuck niggas them takers ain't like that, lil' nigga, you tried it (Lil' nigga, you tried it)
Every time we come through that bitch, we give niggas the belt, it's guaranteed somebody dyin' (Somebody dyin')
That [?] told on my brothers, y'all let his ass come back around, is somebody high?
Got paper like LooseLeaf, just for a little bit a blue cheese, you can get put in the sky
Can't fuck with no goofiеs, he ain't been no part of shoot teams, tell his ass gеt up and slide
These bitches be groupies, she gave me top like she knew me, I still pass her off to the guys
Bought a crib [?], G-lock, I came with a blue beam, couple Dracos and some nines
Sippin' purple, don't do green, two hundred a cup of that Eugene, Wock' over Trish, I be high (I be high)
They know I put some points on the board, scored on a few niggas, now they in the sky (Brr, brr)
I can't with the extra, pull up and stretch 'em, we get that lo', we gon' lamp 'til we tired (We gon' lamp 'til we tired, bitch)
Pop on they block and jump out and the first nigga that try to run, put shots in his spine
Last time I slid on the Bricks, had to blow from a distance, somebody got hit in the eye
The last time they slid on my shit, they was in a Ford Focus, everybody up in that bitch died (Gang)
Shit, I might pop out my switch, get to tappin' that bitch, give 'em twenty-three shots out a nine (808franko, brr, brr)
And he tryna beef with me 'cause I been tappin' his bitch, I just told him she not even mines (That's not even my bitch)
I don't wanna talk, these niggas be bappin' and shit and I know they not even slidin' (He ain't never gon' do shit)
You niggas be shootin' a lot, but ain't killin' nobody, I promise ain't nobody died (Benji, how you do that there?)
They know we smokin' on Silly, they thought I said, uh, I can't give the feds my time (Huh? Huh?)
All of this ice on my neck, niggas said they gon' take it, he must be off the wine
First nigga reach for this shit, boy, I bet he won't make it 'cause we takin' his mind
When I get them millions, I'm splittin' it up with my shooters 'cause we all gotta shine (We all gotta shine, bitch)
Young niggas slimey as ever, been steppin' on shit, I can never get tired
Young niggas slimey as ever, been steppin' on shit
All my niggas know is step, step, step, step, look
Right foot in, step
Left foot in, step (Left foot in, step)
Glocks on me, yeah (Glocks on me)
We got buttons on these, yeah (Button on these bitches)
G-lock hit him in his head, he got amnesia (Now he don't know shit)
Yeah, yeah, and I ain't seen nothin'
He gone, he gone, he gone, he gone, check
Brr