[ Featuring PTIC Drilla, Jonah OG ]
Gang gang gang gang
Trust the process secure the bag
Babiiiez Babiiiez
WILLYWORLD Productions
RIP the guys
Free the guys
I been winning running to the bag
I do the dash
My shooters fast
No f*cking mask
Broad day we shoot his ass
Like who is that?
That's me
When you see a sprinter sliding through your avenue
That's me
Who's getting to it making moves like kung and fu
That's me
They say I pop too many blues
Like who is you?
That's 3
Gun up on my hip we take your shit and that's for free
I was broke but now I'm up my pockets fat like I'm Sheff G
Now these bitches wanna flock they say I'm French got so much cheese
Keep a 9 I feel like Rondo
In the field just like Ronaldo
And my shooter keep a stick it got a drum just like a bongo
She get up on her knees I left my kids all on her tonsils
Then I say she gotta leave
Bitch get the f*ck up out the condo
Get the f*ck up out the trap bitch
I'm a different breed I swear to God I'm never average
She be on her knees because I'm balling like the Mavericks
I wanna make him bleed these .223's will have him dancing
Have him prancing
Have him running
When that choppa get to drumming
He got hit up in his head that 40 gave him a concussion
And you know I'm sipping Wockhardt I don't really do the Tussin
And this FN got a drum it make a beat with no percussion
Not no drumkit
Not no 808's
I'm sliding down your block and I don't need a skate we sit and wait
If he lacking on that corner he get put up on a shirt
Spin that block I put in work
He tried to up I'm shooting first
Dig him up he in the dirt
I keep a Uzi with no Vert
If he try to run up on me Ima pop him like a perc
He get popped
He get dropped
Clean him up I bring the mop
I told him stop
He claim he gang he really not
I'm on the block where it gets hot
I been winning running to the bag
I do the dash
My shooters fast
No f*cking mask
Broad day we shoot his ass
Like who is that?
