Anyone that I see, we're stopping the car
Shoulda been praying but I was out preying
- got shot at the end of salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up -
How many man got wrapped by the dargs?
Broad day gang, still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got - by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
[Booter Bee]
Who don't care will learn
Tell the driver to take that turn
Two sticks up in a nineteen plate
With a G-19 that I bought off the Turks
I stabbed up both their bosses
I don't know which one got it the worst
I slapped at pagan Barbies
I seen ten pagans run and disperse
B1, I got shooting habits
I got Rolex money in hammers
I got Cuban links and badders
I got shooters dodging the cameras
Get the drop, it was us that slapped it
Double tap that twelve then vanish
I taped that road with one in the -
Shot - in the dome, then slapped at -
Six in the spin, go circle the -
Four in the pump, bro slapped off three
I taped that street when I chinged up -
One in the head if my head goes left
I'll take that right, bullet your guy
Free the members locked down
Free JD, Jugga and Slim
From the ends to the -, we're bullying guys
I'm a F-Block vet, still, nuttin ain't changed
Still in the ride
Two in the dotty, I'll pop that door and pellet the place
I don't wanna hear about head shot
Headshot - got cheffed in the face
Got cheffed and left on the pave
Little man died, he was only a baby
got slapped, it wasn't abuse
[Booter Bee]
Anyone that I see, we're stopping the car
Shoulda been praying but I was out preying
got shot at the end of salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up
How many man got wrapped by the dargs?
Broad day gang, still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got - by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
Spark that candle, spinner, it turns
Bine for them man there, say one word
I'm screaming, "Hammers", I sound like Bernz
I shot up the , I shot up the
I taped up , I slapped at
I sat in my house and smiled like Walkz
got and took to his house
He told his mum we're his friends from school
got chinged on Fern
got tss and his bredrins legged it
Doctors backed him, life ain't fair
got tss on a date with his girl
If she didn't run, woulda bullet his bird
Akh was there but you gave me the stick
But I had two hand tings on hip
Intact with the new gen, course I'm kick
Spark that spinner, like tss, like tss, like tss
That's cowboy tricks
It's been few months, I ain't letted off corn
I'm getting withdrawals, fingers stiff
I make leng ones start act shy
And I got bad ones telling me things
I move dumb when I'm drunk
I say things like, "You're having my kids"
There's no point spending a tss
Them man inside, don't chill on their strip
- got caught and painted chalk
Free up akh, what he did on the strip
I don't know these new plates
G check anyone I see on the strip
Let me show you the dance that the gunman do when they fire their ting
[Booter Bee]
Anyone that I see, we're stopping the car
Shoulda been praying but I was out preying
- got shot at the end of salah
We shot up the ends, we shot up -
How many man got wrapped by the dargs?
Broad day gang, still shoot in the dark
Still got waps at the side of the park
Better mind where you park
I'm overseas, I'm trapping
Not robbing, kidnapping
Just ring me, it's patterned
I got loose ones, I got branded
I got - by the thousands
Now my wrist like a fountain
Re-up come like a mountain
Fuck everyone that doubted
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