Lyrics

[Intro] Let's get it Let's get it Doing all these drills got my block hot Doing all these drills got my block hot [Hook] We riding late night, trying to catch something (Graaaa) We slide through the opps, finna stretch one We wiling, gang banging, throwing sets up (Gang) Apply a little more pressure, ain't no let up (What?) Smoking dead niggas 'til my heart stop Can't pull up to the trap if you not shopping Put them shooters on yo ass, it will not stop Doing all these drills got the block hot [Verse 1] 485 CEO, that shit take hard work (485) Smoking all these dead niggas make my heart hurt You know the rules, fuck a bitch put my squad first Take my little brother on a drill, he gon' spark first (He gon' spark nigga) Then pop me two xannies, I feel it's only right At his neck, camped outside his crib, he can't go home at night With that tec, the opps sliding early Deuce 5, remember I was broke and that was my only pipe? (That was my only pipe) Now I got a Smith & Wesson with a red beam (With a red beam) Jakes got it taped up, it's a red scene (It's a red scene) Smoke a nigga, here come 12, I ain't heard a thing (I ain't heard shit) We opp shopping, this 600 gang, the murder team [Hook] We riding late night, trying to catch something (Graaaa) We slide through the opps, finna stretch one We wiling, gang banging, throwing sets up (Gang) Apply a little more pressure, ain't no let up (What?) Smoking dead niggas 'til my heart stop Can't pull up to the trap if you not shot Put them shooters on yo ass, it will not stop Doing all these drills got the block hot [Verse 2] We tote fully loaded magazines and you gon' get your issue Got three-oh in this pistol, I blow this bitch like a whistle My OG say I ain't got it all, I'm crazy and I'm mental And we just left the trap, hit the interstate in new rentals We sliding, little bro said he trying to wet sum Pull up, slide [?] Always on an opps block, applying pressure (Fuck the opps) These glizzys body slam niggas like a wrestler (Like the rock, nigga) Want some smoke, come and get some (Who want some smoke?) Light a nigga ass up, like its Christmas (Like it's Christmas) Now he praying for his life, like a Christian (Oh lord) Now his momma crying, got the block hotter than the summer time(Lets get it, gang) [Hook] We riding late night, trying to catch something (Graaaa) We slide through the opps, finna stretch one We wiling, gang banging, throwing sets up (Gang) Apply a little more pressure, ain't no let up (What?) Smoking dead niggas 'til my heart stop Can't pull up to the trap if you not shot Put them shooters on yo ass, it will not stop Doing all these drills got the block hot