We the ones that really drillin'

Freddy got killed for attin' Bibby in his mentions

Poppa, you a bitch, we beat yo' ass, made you a victim

Made you clique up with that singer, hope you know he dyin' with you

Chi-Chi's 40 years old, had 'em runnin' like a teen

Fuck 1200, 2nd, 5, and Melvin Street

Fuck 00, 26th, the whole Backstreet

12 killed my lil' brother, so it's f*ck the police (it's Venzo, nigga)

When we slide, ain't s**t safe, f*ck your momma and them children

Plug keep throwing us turkeys, man I think his ass a pilgrim

Momma told me "Jit my cousin," Mom, I still gotta kill 'em (fact)

Hit the news smilin', bitch, I'm vibin', share my picture

If you rollin' with the opps, you get cropped out that picture

Every time somebody die, they say Foolio done did it

I was really 14 shootin' up the city

I was 15 when I got shot with that glizzy

Somebody call the vet, my dawg hang with rats

Somebody help Scotty, my fellas took his snacks

Gettin' extorted, can't touch a tray, they come through the flat

And I don't care who got them racks, boy, I got them racks

Drop some guap on yo' top, now yo' ass a pack

Cojack, he like Ray Lewis, 'cause he just want a sack

He makin' diss songs but wrote a statement on Crackajack

Rose just took Twin's Glock, n***a and that's facts

Whodie hit the light, turn right, they on Jessie Street

Hit the cut by First, we got a runner, I think I see Lil Leeke

He runnin', my lil' youngin got to gunnin' with that .223

Then take a trip to the yellow store, I need some grabba leaf

I'm tryna knock yo' clique off, 6Block we in the playoffs

Ain't worried bout Twin 'cause I'm tryna catch his big dawg

Keeme, boy, yo' daddy's the police, stop callin' my phone

Reddot, he told on Moody, boy, y'all dead wrong

Catch one in public and I'm on their ass

You can't run from this shit, I'ma fuckin' spazz

All the opps fuckin' scared 'cause I gotta bag

I don't wanna f*ck that b***h cus her p***y bad

I heard it's 50 on my head, n***a double that

Send them boys my way and they ain't comin' back

I heard it's 50 on my head, n***a double that

You niggas hidin', boy, double that

I'm in the city for real, nigga, double that

I heard it's 50, nigga, double that

I heard it's 50 on my, nigga, double that

Ay, ay, make it a hunnid (got my gilzzy-glizzy)

Make it two hunnid (double that)

Big don dada