We been finessin’ networks gettin’ insta-bands
These fake trappers sellin’ bags goin’ hand to hand
n***as been tellin’ ya’ll, just wasn’t gettin’ bands
Same n***as that was wit’ us put bro nem in that jam
[Verse 1: TTB Nez]
I know he snitchin’ pull up on him [?] gon’ do him dirty
No need for trials n***as snitchin’ when we doin’ murders
We slide down the opps them n***as tweakin’
Pull up lettin’ off shots have Ario to finish
Free Lil Mick, Priboy and Cam them boys some demons
I swear to god they get off xans and they be tweakin’
I pour up and my shooters out there and they geekin’
Don’t try to run and [?] get to squeezin’
Ari chasin’ n***as down when he shoot
Head shot you know he a loose screw
Check the body count you better watch the news
I’m smokin’ trigga and I’m smokin’ buddah too
It’s LA in this blunt and mixed with gunna too
I’m leanin’ off this [?] dog I might crash the coupe
I ain’t no rapper to the news
But b**h I’m k**in’ with that tool
Catch you lackin’ I’ma shoot yo b**h and you
He talkin’ drillin’ sh** like this ain’t what I do
Face shot, he traumitized he can’t move
Hollows in his a** it knocked him out his shoes
[Bridge: TTB Nez]
Suwu TTB sh** man, Young Money 051 man
Shout out Jaro City man
Real demons and loose screws
[Verse 2: TTB Nez]
We smokin’ outta Oz. fo nem’ hit a stain
He just snatched a n***a chain it was hunna gang
He talkin’ crazy he get changed, we was in his face
Pull up with 30s, Stephen Curry we ain’t shootin’ free throws
We got four, ain’t no f**in’ need for us to reload
Pull up on you, slide them back then doors hop out the veno
Have Stain run up on you now he boppin’ like a [?]
Keep shooters with me
If you want smoke then you needa let me know
I’m in traffic smokin’ Lil Boo it’s just me and Mono
Just bought a thirty and I filled that b**h all up with hollows
These n***as shot at me and missed that boy a fool
This n***a jumped at me he thought I had my tool
That same night we put some n***as on the news
But close my mouth cause n***as talkin’ to the news
I get off lean and get off flats and act a fool
Don’t get Lil Roc get caught lackin’ without the tool
No fufu sh** boy I paid them bands for my j**els
You need to take that sh** off you look like a fool
I’m coolin’ on this fifty leave a n***a cool
We in traffic with the ratchets know how we move
Make 10K then 10K then 10K then skip school
I had to leave cause I missed d-times on my moves
Just hit the plug and bought some brand new fifties
He know we comin’ and comin’ to get plenty gang!