Volunteers

[Intro]
It's the boul with the, hahah
It's the boul with the, ah
It's the boul with the glasses
What? What? Go, go
Big CCK shit man, go
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse]
Niggas go to jail and choose peace, like he wasn't dissin'
I got a bitch to watch ya page, she just like fishin'
After that, she wheeled 'em in, got his clock tickin'
I'm in the V's with two switches, got my Glock itchin'
I'm in the V's with two points, and a shootin' guard
I sent bro to send a blitz, we don't shoot from far
I told bro jump out on feet, we don't shoot from cars
Go, go, go
Bro hopped out, and rearranged a Young Face Arranger
He caught 30+ shots like he was Danny Granger
We puttin' belt to all the opps, we lettin' go anger
That shit sad, I ain't die, why ain't nobody save 'em?
That shit sad, I ain't win, he died at that stop
Bus stop had met the Glock, and did the Milly Rock
Summer time, we die together, that's why y'all ain't tellin', not
Fully gang, the whole gang got an exotic hot
We smokin' strand to strand, we got exotic opps
Last nigga tryn' troll, that nigga disappeared
My bitch got so damn close, he whispered in her ear
We puttin' red to all the Flags, we like the Buccaneers
Don't give a fuck to see your hands, you ain't no volunteer
CCK jump out in 3's, we like the Musketeers
ARP Beezy went out, and brought a hat back
He put a switch on every Glock, he like the pffft a fag
Niggas claimin' that they shootin', and they ain't dump it yet
I got so damn high, I almost fuckin' checked
I ain't the type to read ya mind, bitch, just ask for sex
And after that, I need the drop, she might just ask for sex
Bent on this crib for so long, I had to rest my neck
Go, go, go
I told bro to button up, it's time to let it roll
Just wait to stick a couple times, and turn 'em to a bowl
You dissin' us? I send the C's to come and snatch ya soul
You better ask the last nigga for tryn' fuckin' troll
You better ask the last nigga, this shit gettin' old
Go, go, go
It was me and Bucks, we in the V's, we was hot as shit
Now we walkin' Mike Amiri, in Designer kicks
I ain't never need a hoe, just for linin' shit
Just two racks, and a purse, I can buy a bitch

[Outro]
Just two racks, and a purse, I can buy a bitch
These niggas talkin' this and that, but they ain't body shit
These niggas talkin' this and that, and they ain't body shit
And, uh, uh, go