Starting 5

[Intro: G40]
(It's a Wayne beat)
(Who the hell is Carlo?)
Mm-hmm, long live Leek, nigga
Long live Sauce

[Chorus: G40 & Li Rye]
You drop a bag, bronem go clean up
Chopper quakin', pick your feet up
Pay 1K for the .223 just for the guys to get more B's
Bronem took his kid, he steady foldin', I think this nigga a bitch
You better watch your rearview 'cause them switches "Frrt", them bitches quick
I don't do no drama, I'm clutchin' a fully ARP, shoot 5.56
Claim he a killer, won't give no fuck, hop out and turned his ass a vic'
Nell on the way, just beat his body, lil' bro slide solo with that stick
Slid so many times with my Drac', I can't even feel it when it kick

[Verse 1: G40]
Hop out and shoot, no Dennis Rodman
This ain't a [?], bitch, this a [?]
DOA, I'm starting five, don't think nobody else can stop me
The chopper flash, you'd think that I work for the paparazzi
I'm in this bitch right now, loaded off Roxies and I love smokin' bodies

[Verse 2: Li Rye]
Lil' bronem pass, [?], pop out the cut, smoke shit like exotic
Left blood all through the city, ain't no coppin' out when this shit get violent
[?] see somethin' familiar, come through with buttons
He tried to run, 7.62s hawked his ass, we don't talk shit, that ain't nothin'
Your brother died and you ain't slid yet, if that was Rod, I would have had life
I heard you slidin' but ain't hit shit, if ain't nothin' bleedin' you don't get no stripe
Bent through broad day, they wasn't outside, came back, caught 'em that same night
Chriss caught a opp, went to the [?], came back to the same night
He survived but .45 changed the walls
Tapped his jaw, now he barely talk
Micro Drac' make big niggas shocked
Know it hit soon you hear 'em shout
No shootout, car get up close
Smacked 'em, they ain't even make a post
He died, they act like they don't know
So many hats, can't keep the score

[Chorus: G40 & Li Rye]
You drop a bag, bronem go clean up
Chopper quakin', pick your feet up
Pay 1K for the .223 just for the guys to get more B's
Bronem took his kid, he steady foldin', I think this nigga a bitch
You better watch your rearview 'cause them switches "Frrt", them bitches quick
I don't do no drama, I'm clutchin' a fully ARP, shoot 5.56
Claim he a killer, won't give no fuck, hop out and turned his ass a vic'
Nell on the way, just beat his body, lil' bro slide solo with that stick
Slid so many times with my Drac', I can't even feel it when it kick