I keep on tellin' you when

Ah

You don't come home from that town

Blrrd, WhiteBoyMadeThis

I will be kicking' you out

Yeah, yeah, aye, Jaaybo, jeez

You don't come home from that town

A-a-add it all

Yeah, yeah

Relationship goals, when Nicky jams, I still fuck with Drac'

Y'all bent my block just to die again, y'all must love the pain

The day that **** fightin' for his life, that's when my guns gon' change

Said you ain't tryna pay but tryna-, aye, what the fuck you say? But, look

Bet shit get spicy when we spin

Last time we hooped, somebody died, we finna slide through there again

Head taps, Mitchell N' Ness, I could put prices on your head

Thinkin' that demons real that's talkin' in my mind, but they dead, yeah

Aye, Jaaybo, slow down the whip, let me hop out

Five .56s out the Drac' took half his face for runnin' his mouth

**** go hibernate, they know not to come outside when we pop out

I've been spankin' shit since middle school, that's why I had to drop out

Uh, **** keep makin' diss songs until we catch his ass

He got hit, now his t-shirt look like a maxi pad

He got hit before he checked, he was hollerin' and hoopin'

Don't know if it was me or Jaaybo because we both was shootin'

I think it was me that popped blood, but I can't tell you who it was

Walked up and, never mind, say that, they might just come and lock me up (Shh)

Don't say too much, **** might tattletale what happened

What's a name, ain't make it back from school

That day could see he was lackin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, every little step that I take, I Bobby Brown it

Jump out and put the switchy on a grown man because I'm childish

Yeah, I told you "Fuck your dead brother", the fuck this bitch gon' do about it?

I put them switchy things on human beings, I don't never shoot up houses, jeez

Walk up gang, we knock on doors and sit outside 'til they come out it

Opps done lost too many ****, will they get even? Shit, I doubt it

Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, that's the way that the switch sound

Five **** hop out with ARP's and Drac's, ****, get down

Heard he tripped and got ran down, **** never should've stood up

Them **** bap, the opps don't be outside, they really be put up

**** be cap, them **** ain't never did nothin', they really some rappers for real

Soon as I hop out the booth, I'm lacin' my boots up, and I'm back in the field

Yeah, and we done slid so many times you'd think the ground was ice

If I get the drop, I bet my opp be layin' on the ground tonight

Yeah, I took the switchy off my Glock then threw it back on, now it's soundin' right

TribeK, they out there on that block, I get 'em drowned by five

Yeah, yeah, mercenary from my section, I'm a G marine

I got great eyesight, walk up, I don't need the V

My bro gone, you don't know how much that GBG mean to me

It's not a.30 stick, it's a.22, but I keep him clean, yeah