Fuck Em All

Lyrics

[Intro: BabySolid] Yeah (Whoa) Babylife, bitch (Bitch) (Fuck is you talking about) Hm, gang, gang (Babylife shit) Hm, yeah, brr (EBG up in this bitch) [Verse 1: BabySolid] Babylife beatin yo' block like Muhammad Ali You diss on Babylife shit, we gon' knock out yo' teeth My young niggas' stick at yo' house, so you don't want no beef I walk with that iron, and these fuck niggas walk with a crease BabySolid gon' pop like he motherfuckin' grease We going for mans 'cause he throwin' a C This Babylife shit, so my stick got a double D I got my stripes, but a nigga not bumblebee Pop out the cut, man you don't want war with me Solid gang shit, boy my whoa fire the blunt for me Whoa down by my arm, man, that nigga look up to me EBG Band Gang, leave yo' ass down at the funeral You don't got no killas, no I say the word and my killas on go Free King 30, gon' do it for Sumo Yeah, yeah Run the fuck down with that stick, but I don't need no cardio I'm in the trap with Luigi, but nigga not Mario I send yo' namе black & white like a Oreo Comе to yo' block, shootin' shit like a video I get that boy gone like Mysterio You hear my name in that motherfuckin' stereo Bitches gon' fuck for the fame, that's yo' regional They don't want static, my niggas got radios I got some shooters, got green like the marigold You don't want no smoke, get you popped like a cherry hoe Hell nah, I can't switch, but this Glock what I carry though Bitch, fuck all of yo' dead bros Babylife come to yo' door with that redrum Can't go out bad, man I gotta stay 10 toes Call me Bin Laden, but fuck with a Kilo Woah, woah, woah Babylife vamp, you can see on my fangs I got some vamps finna fly out the cage Who in the fuck thinkin' they brave? Who gon' step in they name? My dudes they cannot be saved Know I'm gon' die 'bout the gang Do any shit for the gang, hrr, hrr Throw it up, what do you bang? [Verse 2: Glokk40Spaz] Huh, hrr Bitch, I'm GF, I throw 10 letters Caught my damn opp in a black & white Gucci sweater Fuck with King 30, yo' ass gon' get robbed together Where you at nigga? We can rock out whenever Hm, bandgang come in yo' trap I don't hang with dickriders or niggas who cap Know some niggas got shot and they still wasn't even lackin' Pop out with that glizzy, It make niggas panic Turn him to the ghost like that boy Danny Phantom These niggas be switching like Hannah Montana I do what I want, I fuck bitches on camera Say we won't' do it, we ban a nigga right from Atlanta Me and King 30 used to post up on candler Pop out with that Tecca like BabySantana Make niggas bite nails when we ride with them hammers In the woods with them sticks, we don't need no damn camo That nigga a bitch with a fy might as well name em Rambo I promise that motherfuckin' Killa gon' go on commando He don't got no motion, why the fuck he keep comin' to the bando? He was double 07 with that fye, but he couldn't pay his bond You the type of hoe, to talk niggas head off and make niggas yawn Like hoe, man, shut the fuck up with that jawn (Man, shut the fuck up) Free 30, free BJ, Juglizzy too Don't come around me with that deuce deuce Man, stop all that cappin' on YouTube These niggas bitch made they need tutus I think I done lost about 2 screws But I think that my doctor said 42 I wouldn't pipe yo' head up, you just boring, boo In the G ride jumpset, it's a rented coupe He a snitch, but I just can't help to shoot Send a blitz, nigga, do what you got to Young nigga just doubled down with them fyes too Pull up to yo' block, thought bout finding you I with them birds, niggas went cuckoo Locked up me and bro fine, you know I'm with Juju We control these bitches, just like they Roku I know he gon' snitch, but Im locked up "shoot" [Outro: Glokk40Spaz] Snitch Bitch-ass nigga Snitch-ass nigga Hrr (Fuck is you talking about)