[Intro]
From parts unknown
[Verse 1-SlimmyB]
n***as wanna play, I ain't trippin'
n***a game on
Tints so dark can't see sh** with these shades on
We don't do no askin' round here we just take souls
Stock in a Glock and imma bust till his face gone
No it ain't 40, walkin' funny cus the bankroll
Choppa get to singin
Put that draco in Drake mode
Make a n***a and his b**h dance no tango
Im bussin' then Daboii is too
Real bang bros
Take a b**h, bandit
These n***as can't stand it
They think I'm Mariah how I let go this Cannon
sh** get real we in the field we don't panic
Strap a 3K tryna Klu Klux Klan sh**
Four five get to trippin
Like that b**h havin' a tantrum
Nerds tryna copy
You know I had to Uncle Sam em
Stomp a n***a out
In these Bred 1's band em
Dumb hoes, bum hoes f** I can't stand em
Wanna f** with us you broke n***as betta team up
This 40 got me walkin 'round the hood
Like I'm King Tut
Bands on me bust down
b**h not thing tucked
Was runnin' 'round the hood broke
Till a n***a beefed up
I'm from the North Pole
Where them n***as keep poles
Glock on, T.O[?]
Will make you sing like Ne-yo
Coppin guns but can't shoot
Like Shaq at the free throw
And n***as cold
What the f** you think I got this heat for
Me and bro pa**in' b**hes I can't even speak on
Back to back treat they a**
Like we playin ping-pong
XD on D, bu*ter[?] pokin out the peacoat
And the 40 shootin'
sh** that's knocking down King Kong lil n***a
[Verse 2 - YhungTO]
Big four five on my hip got me leanin'
Already had Christians
Before I walked up in Nemins
n***a would you believe me if I said I talk demons
Baby red bottoms having conversations bout Jesus
Baby young n***a still posted in the hood
Sending shots to a op n***as thought it was good
Got K's f**face cop ace for the joog
Pourin ace for the pain cus I came from the mud
I was posted on the block 32 in the chop
With a Glock that'll knock a n***a head to his socks
n***a stop it, talking cash sh** I'm the profit
Three bands for the fit you go broke tryna cop
Young n***a never had sh**, uh
Had to get it had to ask sh**, uh
Grandma told baby never give up
Find a hole and put your mans in one
[Verse 3-Daboii]
Whole gang in party
OMG that's a lotta poles
Make a wrong move
Then them straps take a lotta souls
You a nappy head
Then them straps take a lotta fros
Try and cut me off
Give a f** gotta lotta hoes
Rollin up the loud damn i think I'm in a angel
b**h I'm this sh**, got me feelin like the an*l
Syrup in that sprite, nah n***a this ain't maple
He thought he had a b**h till he slid
Where his main go?
Stop speaking on my name
b**h you barely know the half
I would let you hold a loaf
But you barely good math
Brought a 40 in the party
I ain't worried bout a jab
Tryna f**? Where that check
I ain't worried bout no a**
b*tch... it's a muzzle on that strap
Break a b**h down when I f** her from the back
I know b**hes want my cheese
And I ain't cuffin on a rat
And I know these n***as plottin'
So I'm clutchin on a strap
And I know these n***as fake
Bro told me keep the circle small
n***as really nerds
What the f**?
Cut them Urkel's off
And you n***as fake
OMG got [?]
Circle full of hittas
Lil n***a ain't a nerd at all
[Verse 3-Lul G]
b**h I been in these streets
b**h I been totin heat
No stock, big clips for you pussies tryna creep
SOB the gang for you n***as love speak
Same young wild n***as f** a n***as b**h to sleep
But TO ridin round with that draco
Stay up in yo lane lil n***a cus it's game on
f** around and have shots fired n***a case closed
Hit the stash spot f** a n***a need a bank for
[?] see me rollin woods [?]
Slid on the block bounced out with that change tucked
Callin coppin[?] please lol that is lame stuff
Better be smart before this 40 put yo brains up
Big shapes whole bands and them bankrolls
Broke boys can't compare n***a these is play clothes
Nerd!