lovely diss wait till we catch them alone feel a way when i'm clutching my chrome send 10 shots we hitting his dome pull up on me better lower that tone i show em my song they jacking my beat if i catch me a opp they catching that heat beam on the scope they call me elite i just copped me a knock shot after shot we gon pop at the pop pass to my ooter he aim for his top fuck all the ooters they thot after thot catch me at green its all opps shot
free tha maks doin time they keep lockin tha bros up brodie a demon he like to get close up it get hot ina summer betta have ya pole tucked gun jam up perk 30 my body aint nun i cant handle
I ain’t gon lie yall nikkas is buggin sugar hill glitch that boy ain’t on nothing he said he smoke Nazzy I might have to up it whoever you wit I’ll throw over a dozen naz gpg better stay his lane smoke gpop mix it with Caine now let’s talk all the facts notti died dd still ain’t get back Nate fries all in a pack hancho got shot bullets busted his cap beans got shot I know polo mad notti boppin im smokin on Matt got poked poked by a fag he thought he trap now lil rah rah and Dubs in my pack nikkas got hopped on the bros they won’t come to this block im droppin the jets im crashing they knocks big 2woo you know we on hots look let’s not get disrespectful but if dd was there he’d be dead too smokin on rah rah popped like a decimal sum up 7 plus 7 and that nikka dead too wrda bro nikkas duckin the 3 v it was me princethegunna and bg we was spinnin the Doug yellin sleezy no one was out so they couldn’t delete wrda bro we be playing our cards right move the queen to the king till the guards fight