Whole lot of shooters on my squad bitch
We look curry nem
Let off steam by killing opps
Go across the Street and bury them
Ain't no more 0439 man
We used to carry them
Big drakes glock switches
Artillery various
Said I kicked the cup but
You might still catch
Me sipping drank
Me and Meg just hit a play and now we laughing to the bank uh
Left hand Josh right hand Drake
Yo mans get hotels
Baby come Capalot estates
Known down flexer, trench he a stepper
He get hit with choppa showers
Rerock change The weather
Reaching for my chain (Haha)
He ain't know no Better
Watch how fast this Kris's vec throw a bullet
Devin Hester
(Wait Hollon)
Brand new range
I pull up in that uhh huhh
(Uh uh)
Reaching for my chain that's a uhh uhh
A somebody tell Kanye fuck that album
Ain't no Donda
Talking 'bout all the G's in the door
Bitch you a Dum Dumb
Pull up with that wish a
Nigga would I bet he Run Run
I prefer them glocks but them
Lil rugers get it Done Done
Yo lil homie died you still ain't
Slide you ain't on Nun huh
Stacia mac could you please sit down
Let me Tell you about your son son
Shorty lil ass brazy he gone
Spin until he daisy Lazy
My lil bitch addicting
She like crack back in the '80s
Ain't shit free but free the guys
So bitch you Gotta pay me pay me
4624 learned a lot from
Marcus and auntie Tracie
By a show of hands
Who got they gang in here?
If I see a opp his grandma
Better pray for him
Now his momma like oh god my baby
Now he stuck in heaven like why
Rerock grave Me Nigga