[Intro]
I be rollin round with hot heads
And dey don't f** around with that opp sh**
Hit yo block b**h with the Glocks b**h
Run up on his a** with the mop stick
That's a clip fulla dat hot sh**
Scratch his name of the hitlist
Got the red beam on a mean thing
Make sure I don't miss sh**
[Verse 1: Young Gino]
Middle finger to my old homies I'm an opp to an Opp so I gotta keep a pole on me
All these new n***as who the f** is you I don't Know homie, Smokin dead n***as you can f** Around and smell the souls on me Youll die if you put your nose on me
Only f** with real n***as
Talkin bout real k**as
Who will never eva eva fold on me
n***as actin like they real f**in gangsta
On social media
But we already know you told homie
I'm a dayday boy so know I got a roll on me
See a b**h and I know she gon go for me
Shooters in the cut and I know they'll blow for me
If you disrespect row we'll smoke buddy
[?] n***a never try to smoke buddy
Pour an eighth of the lean and its so muddy
Face shot head shot leave your face bloody
Can't see him closed casket cause his face chubby
My n***as they savage won't say nothin
My n***as they hungry we ain't ate nothin
Call neezy up Yeh he'll shake somethin
Opps said they gon k** him but they stay stuntin
Every time we hit they block man they stay runnin
Everytime we hit they block man they stay runnin
[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
Ain't no lackin in the field keep a pole on me
He a p**y he a b**h how I (ex)pose homies
Got a thirty and a Mac with a roll on me
And this thirty that I got it'll fold homie
I smoke a n***a a** like bb
See a lotta opp n***as wanna be me
In the trap with the guys smoking high C
Or I might be smoking pappy
f** Dirt, f** red, f** timo
Opp n***as they be givin out info
2 cups got stretched like a limo
Sneak dissin get you gone like
Henno
Pull up do a hit out the vino
Head shot get you gone like keyoh
G-40 drop a n***a like a PO
Opp n***a catchin bullets like TO
[Verse 3: Young Gino/Lil Duke]
Got shooters in the field like KD
I'm from the pole where it cold like a AC
I Know a lotta opp n***as wanna k** me
Ain't no lackin in the field
Keep a 30
Headshot get him gone in a hurry
Renegade we ain't got no worrys
Catch a opp hit a block where he lurking
Headshot put his brain on his jersey
You can get the whole clip we ain't stingy
Lil Duke gone squeeze it till its empty
Gino off the flats and the Remy
We be wildin doing hits with the semi
Got a 30 shot stuffed in the Fendi
Catch a f** n***a tryna come end me
Why u mad cause I'm dayday world b**h
[?]n***a won't come through renegade city