[Hook] Get your fix this is audio crack n***as tryna make it out the hood, ain't no escaping the trap Said I wasn't going back to jail but they taking me back But I did what I did ain't no taking it back X2 [Verse 1: HD] Lost in a hurricane chicken on my membrane Pulling them in the rain just to step up my (?) game (?) guap make me move like the third lane Goers can't get bird fed like you bird brains When Boonts left that's when the Feds came My hood locked in so they tryna say we gang bang This ain't Watts, it's the Ice and we bread hunters Scratched off the serial number now that's a Cold Gunna I know you snitching how the boys got your phone number You cup caking, infiltrating, on a n***a on the under When it rains it pours then come the thunder Jooging on the one-way with my n***a Bubba Pouring n***as up syrup, n***a that I don't know get a shorty low gerb I'm just trying to eat food so i'm working on my words I'm still in the hood still working on the curb Triffe b**hes work a n***as' nerve I'm just trying to give Yee all she need and deserve I hide my pain with the trees and the syrup From all the triffe living cold hearted what it turned us [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Rod] Another one for the streets this is Ice City poetry Audio crack listen up and get a dose of me Something wit a 30 bruh you know I keep it close to me Gas you from a distance therefore there's no approaching me Message to the streets we rocking in Ice City Got shooters in the east and kiwi da beast with me Jay Jonah locked in just say the word and it's libby And if there's any problems i'll throw u out the semi (Lil Nuge) And I ain't even tripping cause n***as be on some hating sh** We getting money now y'all n***as be on that later sh** f** the bullsh** b**h if you ain't trying to pay the kid Chugging up the deuces cause what you talking irrelevant Sipping purple medicine, cooking in my trap house Backstreet dead-end 53rd trapped out 6-1 shotta rude boy with a bad mouth Dope boy, stomach full even in a drought Thank You [Hook]