Hop In The Whip With My Chains On (Gleam)
Band$ On The Track Come Shake Sum
Glock hold 30 & i gotta drum (Shots)
Opps ain slidin nigga ian dumb
Ain trustin tha bitch im dolo
Like fuck that a nigga rock solo (For Life)
You lovin tha bitch you bozo
These niggas tote sticks for phots (Flash)
Vibin on this bitch im up there (Clouds)
That cap rap get you no where
You lying to yo fans how thas fair (Cap!)
Im just coolin in the Stu chair
3.5 In the swish no refund
Take a nigga shoes & his bitch what we on (Snatch)
She like dam jay what you on?
Im like damn bitch what you want? (Bitch What?)
Aye
Im like damn bitch what you want (x3)
Young nigga spittin on the mic (Spit)
Young nigga mixin vocals at night
Young nigga sippin that sprite (Act)
Young nigga loosin his light
Young nigga sliding in the night (Slidin)
Young nigga makin em tight
Young nigga makin it right (Turn em)
(Young nigga makin it right)
Im road running on the block
Band$ play wit no nigga net talk
Peepin game like a hawk (See it)
Im just peepin these opps (Pew Pew)
Hit the bank get to scammin (Cash)
Niggas hit the mic & start cappin
You ain slidin with the action (Nope )
I know you nigga you ain crackin
Niggas got robbed by my boy (Scary)
How you hard wit yo pops toy
Nigga act like a lul boy (Luh Nigga)
Bullets move in like a deploy
Af1 print on his neck (Stomp)
Thas from my black ones when we stepped
Nigga jus weapt (Cryin)
Yu hard but you ain even prepped
I tellem geet you a vest (Protect ya neck)
Strangers was written by Jaykob Franklin.