Lean filled up to the jug, it's soggin' up my cup
When you rich and havin' paper, you be saucin' up these sluts
I'm Smurk, charge five hundred, I'm droppin' my deluxe
I was posted on the Pound, I'm a nephew to a cluck
See, dude ain't really a factor, he came through in the clutch
'Cause the opps ain't really post him, foenem did it just because
Shorty wanna slide today, but they don't be feelin' all the love
Feel like they gon' do the time by theyself and rot
I'm tellin' brodie a thousand times who with us and who not
When you around, don't touch your phone, you like to FaceTime all the opps
When they die, you try to claim 'em to get a name, that shit be hot
The last time this war was this big was B.I.G. and Pac
Flowin' all these drugs through my system, I missed 'em
Postin' all his lo's on his finsta, I missed him
I don't take back nothin' when I say it, when I dissed him
Even though he dead, I read our thread 'cause I miss him
I been takin' shots of Hi-Tech, I don't want no Percocets
Ten niggas on one pound, how you gon' work with that?
I'll do anything in this whole world to get my circle back
Bulletproof the Brabus, them Forgiatos, I'm the first with that
For show, you doin' it for the internet
For show, if you did it, where you hit him at?
For show, if you real, where all your niggas at?
For show, day ones, day ones
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