[Intro: Fo Guala & Dusav]
Yea aye
MC, make another hit
Bow bow bow
Like like yea
Project-Project X
Yea aye
[Verse 1: Fo Guala & BBG Steppaa]
Bitch I'm high as hell getting big bussing
It's a dead nigga in this blunt
Lil bro keep wolfin on the Instagram
He a dead nigga tryna front
This lil strag bitch keep tryna fuck
Told her eat it up like lunch
Smoking gas bitch I'm high as hell
This dead nigga really punch
Walk outside gotta keep a gun
Niggas wanna see me done
Can't sit around and be a bum
Bitch I gotta get the funds
Told mom dukes I'ma make it out the trenches
Swear to god I'ma be the one
Bitch I'm cooling high and tryna cook a nigga
Don't you play or you gone be the one (Likе like)
[Chorus: BBG Steppaa]
Why these lil niggas think thеy could top me
Keep a stick I ain't boxing no Ali
He was 6 foot ran up now he 5'3"
Dissing on bro hell yea he 5'3"
Lil bro you a blood you is not G
I hit a mill in my city fuck top 3
Lil bro you a blood you is not G
I hit a mill in my city fuck top 3
[Verse 2: BBG Steppaa]
He was a grape but he was hanging with bloods
That shit don't add up
I'm fed up nigga opp nigga catch these slugs
Tryna bury his ass in the mud
He die grape don't make me shoot your face
Better watch what you say about Wvttz
I wanna play, I wanna shop on the 8
Tryna swing through the H get flushed
[Verse 3: Dusav]
Big ass gun thought it was a dick
Hell nah this a big ass stick
Catch me a Munn smoke him in a spliff
This a X5 dumping so I took that whip
Shit got towed so we take it again
Catch a opp kill him and his friend
He went live so went spinned that bend
You tried to box me get hit in your chin
Smash got a Range shit sound like a monster
Bop got a R8 tryna tap bumpers
This 9 tryna knock off a pumpkin
Shooting my gun these shots is coming
Broke her back had that lil bitch running
Won't go if I can't keep my gun in
Hollows have the lil nigga stumbling
I cash out get a Glock with a drum in it
[Verse 3: Fo Guala]
Off the yolks, I be off bad timing like
I be off crash timing like
Spin the block you gone hear mad sirens like
These niggas on cap timing like
On my hood niggas be dick riding like
These niggas be switch siders like
There's three different type of street niggas like
Got the road, the cap, and the get bodies like
Not one of them real
Keep it on me I be toting that steel
High as hell off a pill
If I ain't interview then I'm up in the Pill
Gotta put on the Fair
I done lost my lil cuz I think I can't heal
But he with me still
Speak on his name and watch somebody get killed
[Verse 4: BBG Steppaa]
I ain't tryna wolf but when you seen me run
Onna set that lil nigga a mutt
I'm so grimey I'm feeling this song
That's one thing opps hate about us
How he tryna beef but get on a bus
He don't think we'll light it up
Bro in the back waiting in the cut
He getting closer attention to the front
He a dummy we got one
Bro in the back like I spot one
He up and he dumb give a hot one
Hit his top and he drop he can not run
We up on the drop this my stop sign
Hop off it's a new opp in my blunt
He begging but he hear the cops fuck
He tryna dip tryna go hit a cut
[Verse 5: Dusav]
I'm on the B tryna flip me a pack
BG in the back toting on a strap
I'm tryna slide with a Glock with a mac
If a opp nigga run he getting hit in his back
5'1" knock off his top
5'2" two bodies drop
I'm sipping dirty green or some wock
My opps cap they not on they block
Like I know a opp that got hit in his top for real
Tryna spin through the R for real
Smoke weed don't do no pills
Drizz he a demon he be itching to kill
Niggas be bitching they not in that field
Everywhere I go gotta keep a steel
Pop me a back one up in them hills
I'm in the trenches til I get a deal
[Outro]
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