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[Intro] (I love DJ GREN8DE) [Verse] Huh, I been living my life Hit that boy with that 7.62, now he traumatized You ain't never been in the skreet, how long is you gon' live that lie? Sumo said when I do these shroom nigga I could fly Nigga play with my gang, on God Imma take that drive I'm with some Bloods throwin' big Bs in this bee hive Call that hoe Lil Boat, she get fucked one night Glock 17, Kel pull up with Gen 5 All different types of beams, niggas ain't shootin' at skys We got all different types of lean, Wock or Tris tonight? Imma go all in for the mobb, nigga this on God Nigga wanna ride the wave but nigga we not Rod 15 bands for that lick, nigga, Imma do that job I go twice bout my gang, nigga, I doubled down with them fyes Know my Woah pushin' up with 30-mags and 50-round drum I ain't gotta call my capo to come gеtcha imma don Nigga keep poppin that goddamn shit on the gram, fuck nigga watch yo tongue Glock got a whole 30-mag and this bitch don't jam, nigga gon' shoot at yo lung Ion' еven think I ever stop gangbangin' Huh, this shit not no gang, nigga this the mobb, nigga I'm jus sayin' Woke up thinkin' bout Sumo and B, I popped this xan Before Sumo, he got locked up, how you tell me he need land? I do oxys, I pop Percys, I sell meth like Breaking Bad Fuck with that bih, when I'm in New York, I don't call a uber, I call her a cab I ain't get to see kyra face before I got locked up man in the dam Me and Bj ' posed to be rockin' at shows, nigga I'm like damn Baby I broke yo heart, can I fuck one time, baby I'm jus' sayin' We fuck bitches that we see on TV, look like Gina and Pam It be so many times, I be thinking 'bout death I could talk some' sense into that dumbass bih, but I'd waste my breath Turn yo lights down, lean back, roll that window down Let dat bih go, call the shell catchers thats how we shoot up houses, nigga I'm just teachin' lessons, if you in this mob shit, catch yo man it ain't no pressure You know we do that job cool, we catch that boy and then we flip him I throw money on dem hoes but nigga, we can't fuck no stripper Spendin' like fifty on her toes, nigga, just to bless her I told gang don't give me no DP for these xans, I just be stressin' I don't care if I die, I just wanna go to heaven Nigga, talkin' bout the mob, this on God, we can't spare him Do that job, flip his block, catch his ass, we gon' whack him Rice skreet, can't go back, nigga, I was so damn restless I was so damn helpless, huh My gang gave me bands and dat bih took dat Shawty, I know where you live, I can get on dat You think I'm stuck in the crib but I finessed dat Huh, I jus might come and love you Fuck that, bitch pull up, I'm tryna fuck you Fuck that, did you less, I'm tryna slut dat Put this drip on for I heard about bucket hats We can't get along with fuck niggas, I ain't on dat Can't pull out that stick, nigga got a bad back Velly had that XD, now that Glock attached I put that fye just like hrrrr You like a eastside jake, you don't make no noise My Woah told me you gotta go it's not my choice