EBG Massacare

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, pussy ass nigga Yeah, Baby Life 4CH, Solid Gang (Band Gang, yeah) [Verse] We having them Glocks and K's (Yeah) We having them damn AK's This a hundred round drum on the Drac' Them Baby Life niggas posted up in Crystal Lakes EBG massacre homicide keep a shank Dirty drank fuck up my stomach I can't Baby Life vampire, bitch, I got weight I took all his drip, we got expensive taste Solid Gang Spaz got that shit on my face Popped his ass off, took the whole damn eighth Got the carbine 15, these bullets ain't no pain We gone catch a nigga, bake his ass like some cake Give a fuck 'bout no thot, I'm clutching on thеse Dracs' Put dick in her mouth, I got her dropping rakеs This that Band Gang shit now point me to the safe This a witness protection, fucking with no jakes Gang, yeah Long live lo My finger itching, I can't go out like blo Got the AR-15 on me, came with a telescope Mask the fuck up, I can't go out like no joke Gang, I hid the Glock 30 in my coat We wash his ass out, he need soap Yall niggas be talking but pockets be broke The junkies they love me cause I got that coke Got some niggas in a bop tryna cut a nigga throat Got my young nigga talkin bout, Free Huncho I'ma lil' throwed off but I ain't roscoe I could fuck a broke hoe but I don't like those Don't get took off, its a gun fight woah Kumo came back to life, think he seen five ghost Not gon' go to the chain, I don't fuck white hoes And it's fuck the police, they all dead white folks I take that fuck nigga ass for treason Cause they kill my fucking brother for no reason Ain't gone let this shit fly cause I gotta get even Took off his brain, I gotta be a genius Thirsty bitches tryna suck on my- I got the pocket rocket down on Hamilton drive I can't believe the nigga pocket yo fye How the fuck you ditch yo gang, them niggas gone ride If you beef with me I call the gang we get physical I grab the yopstick so it's visible Push up to the block, he think he invisible Did a nigga down bad and I had to put his face up in this grass And all my AR pistols got a tag Don't even try and fuck with me, I cross yo ass I'm shiesty as fuck cause I'm a bad ass Nigga, I'm on the block with some killers I'm with some niggas that lost all they feelings Shoot yo shit up, give a fuck bout yo feelings We popping off at them now niggas start killing Young nigga (Young nigga)