[Hook: Dimzy & LD]
You said that its ammi
That's not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
4 4's mad
4 4's spins
That sh** sounds like a car crash
On the main road with 20 of my woes
Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack
My young n***as drill
Like iTCH ,R6
10 toes in the drive with a book bag
And we're pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain't gang
Then you can't make a penny here
New racks , new guns
That's every year (x2)
[Verse 1: Dimzy]
You said that its ammi
That's not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
4 4's mad
4 4's spins
That sh** sounds like a car crash
Jump out gang
We pulled up like
‘Where's all the opps , where they fryin at?'
Corn got slapped
n***as tried run
Now there's feds on the ends trynna' dug man
I'm trynna' do music
I'm trynna' do bootings
I'm trynna' break down these 2 packs
From qway back
Man had poles pushed back to the brickz man boot that
Now we pull up in trucks
3 little dingers with spinners
Now we pull up with pumps
Don got left in the mains
Like don got hit by the bus
In skengs we trust
So i trust these things & stuff
f** a driveby mans never pullin' up
Jump out like “Yo what's up?”
Then i go smoke a 3 5 to the lung
Smoking my lungs and smoking my gun
[Hook: Dimzy & LD]
You said that its ammi
That's not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
4 4's mad
4 4's spins
That sh** sounds like a car crash
On the main road with 20 of my woes
Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack
My young n***as drill
Like iTCH ,R6
10 toes in the drive with a book bag
And we're pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain't gang
Then you can't make a penny here
New racks , new guns
That's every year (x2)
[Verse 2: LD]
Civilians or not
Mans coming
See bare man running
Live corn in my gun
Fill to the brim
Live corn drumming
All these oppers that's f**ing with gang
Only f**ing with gang ‘cuz we're real
5 birds & we make them bands
And they know that my 60's drill
Tell a n***a stay still
I don't rap ‘cuz I'm trynna' get a deal
FaceTime when I saw that opp
Adn pedal my bike right back to the hill
Can't swear around here man burst him
TO got the phonelines t**ng
Call grub get the young boys working
If he [?] the feds don't serve him
Feds lurk for the gang
That's so mad
I switched up things
I ain't trynna' get grabbed
Just re-d up on this motor trap
2 birds up
Put my faith in this cab
Nearly every week man load up straps
See us pulling up in any mans flat
3 man down , 1 4.4 banged
[Hook: Dimzy & LD]
You said that its ammi
That's not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
4 4's mad
4 4's spins
That sh** sounds like a car crash
On the main road with 20 of my woes
Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack
My young n***as drill
Like iTCH ,R6
10 toes in the drive with a book bag
And we're pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain't gang
Then you can't make a penny here
New racks , new guns
That's every year (x2)