Lyrics

[Intro] Nigga everyone faded (Grah Grah) They thought they was gonna leave me out of this shit? Nigga everyone - BW wanna enter the chat Momma Billz she dead in a pack [Verse] Nigga everyone faded, everyone shot I better not see 26 on my block He doing songs, with my opps, like, but he jacking my guys You not my gang you don't slide or provide If you don't got no G we can't go for the ride Like, old friends, them niggas shot KR was shaking his ass like a thot You was just up in school tryna get you a job Now you hopping on tracks, you ain't bopping those blocks Nigga 5azo got shot took that shit on a hop I don't know where to spin niggas don't got a block All thеse link ups, they got me hot Wе flick any block that's dissing on Dot Like, It's a 4 man group Walk down gang niggas know we gon shoot Jenn, she gon get smacked with the deuce Like, now everybody tryna hit that (Jenn Jenn Jenn) I was the first tryna see what it do Like, like grah grah grah BW wanna enter the chat, Momma Billz, dead in a pack Like oh my god this shit got me smacked If they want me dead niggas know where I'm at 22 down Imma walk with my G You could get shot in ya face tryna walk up on me He made a diss now he sailing with Beans We tapped his head niggas made him a meme And these rapping niggas gotta beat You showed me love when I came to ya Pz With the backdoor open ya link with the Gz Like, Like I don't even get it If you smoking my dead we gon make em regret it Oh they with the Swervos? Them boys can get it Just know, this not a diss this a message Like, Like Grah Grah Everything faded, everything shot I ride with my gun it got 41 shots We got the Lo and we shot em on spot J5 got shot in his leg and he dropped We got the drop Imma come to ya show Hop out the V with sticks, poles If nobody move then I don't gotta blow Chains, watches they gotta go We take his kid then we got him a [?] They know what we do when niggas dropping O's Humble Gz is a faggot, that nigga gay And I'm PFA-K I been dropping the rakes Ray Makk that nigga dead, I'm still Lay bopping one hand on my chest And they management team, they getting stretched, Touch, you really know how I get None of yall artists is really a threat Ya niggas pussy (Like none of yall artists is really a threat) Like you really know how I get, like them niggas kids