(Nemii, this bitch retarded)
Ain't no going back and forth, just get hit up with this torch (Boom, boom)
Tell the opps check the score, we made a lot of niggas corps
Know we ridin' dirty, told lil' bro just keep this bitch in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
Lot of niggas like to talk, but they know that we the force (We the force)
Glizzy Gang, OG see my gun, she say you got that switchie thing (That switchie)
Splash Bros, free 30, Klay should be my middle name (Free 30)
One opp' survived, but he a veg', he'll never be the same
When they die, we roll them up, turn 'em to a strain
I see them people hidin', we ain't talking on no phones (Shh)
If you a real opp' don't mention me, just get it on
Quit the dumb my Glock, they know I been up in my zone
I don't like body shots, get up close and tap his dome (Trencher)
You know who hit your folks and they ain't get back
I'm from 75 hundred TTD, where you can't lackin'
Top opp', plus top shots, we ain't no putting down my strap (Nuh-uh)
You can go and ask them killers, they gon' say that I'm like that, no bap
I can tell my shorties chill, they just might still come and get you (They comin')
I'm aiming how I live, a hundred shots for any issue
Get caught, you with them niggas, we nailing everybody with you (Everybody)
Fuck 'em up, her son a pack, get his mama 'nem some tissue
Ain't no going back and forth, just get hit up with this torch (Boom, boom)
Tell the opps check the score, we made a lot of niggas corps
Know we ridin' dirty, told lil' bro just keep this bitch in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
Lot of niggas like to talk, but they know that we the force (We the force)
Glizzy Gang, OG see my gun, she say you got that switchie thing (That switchie)
Splash Bros, free 30, Klay should be my middle name (Free 30)
One opp' survived, but he a veg', he'll never be the same
When they die, we roll them up, turn 'em to a strain
Soon as they diss, they die the same day, know that we don't play
Real steps, take pride in hunting, they ain't tryna wait
Who got the 'Raq? That be us, it ain't even no debate
He a groupie fanned out, so them killers jump his gate
Certified real members, we ain't hanging with no clowns
I don't respect a lot of niggas, they let snitches hang around
How you woofin' on the 'net when your ass stay out of town?
You can try to duck that smoke, we still'll catch you out of bound
Still posted up on my shit, switchie up, don't play with us
Play it smooth, we see red, watch what you say to us
Say you sliding', ain't did shit, Glock ain't got nothin' but dust
If they take one of us, they know we gotta double up
Ain't no going back and forth, just get hit up with this torch (Boom, boom)
Tell the opps check the score, we made a lot of niggas corps
Know we ridin' dirty, told lil' bro just keep this bitch in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
Lot of niggas like to talk, but they know that we the force (We the force)
Glizzy Gang, OG see my gun, she say you got that switchie thing (That switchie)
Splash Bros, free 30, Klay should be my middle name (Free 30)
One opp' survived, but he a veg', he'll never be the same
When they die, we roll them up, turn 'em to a strain
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