It's Tys in this bitch and we brought them packs in

My **** really steppers, got 40s that blow your back in

Im back in for **** who cross me, we leave em' past tense

I see why **** hatin', these suckas can't even flash 10

Now lay low, my brother a shooter he let that k blow

Got greedy in the cuts and he shootin' to take his face off

We stay on, we sippin' on juice, and we fight faze off

You **** really bitches, im wonderin' who the reals are

It stay wit me, I keep it on my hip, they try to play wit me

Got 30 in my pants and when we shoot em bitch we play for Kings

I hate the kings and bitch its SK, my nortes stay wit gleaks

We get the drop and slap the fully on em, we gon spray the scene

Its been bros, a pretty broke bitch, man I can't stand those

Yall fuckin' for the free, yall can make money, I can't stand hoes

Your man gone, you still ain't never slid, you know you damn wrong

It's just another dance, yall get hands on and get stand on

Got slammers too, got Glocks and xd's, and we got jammers too

If you gon buy the ghost then don't be mad when that bitch jam you

Got ammo too, we throwin' slugs from hollow tips to expand on you

Don't let them hit your body, if they do, then they gon damage you

We turnin' up the streets for all the shit that we been doin ****

Slidin' with the suckas, guaranteed you gon be losin' wit' em

2_3 got some kick, but when it bust, im going stupid with it

Had lil mama top me, when I hit im goin' stupid in it

A freek hoe, who really bout a bag is what gon turn me on

As long as she pay me, then ion care who she be fuckin' on

So run it in, and when you want the load, is you gon tote the stick?

Can't let them boys get me, if they get you, Ill get another bitch

And free my brother Phony, he took them charges like a real ****

Went down for that robbery, but you know we out here still hittin

Fuck Bam, I swear I hate rats, that boy a real witness

Anybody who sayin' free Hammy, man ion feel ****

Now what im sayin', just quit talking and do sum

You said you was on me, but when you see me, you ain't do nun

I keep two guns on me, just in case I gotta use one, or throw in the brodie, you see a sucka, he gon shoot sum

Free team, my **** a demon, went down for big poles

A real Highlands baby the reason I fuck wit 6_4

We kick doors, run in your house and then we get going

Double right back for the rest and then we strip off

The hit again, when I was 15, that when I hit the 10

I told myself ill never go broke, and im still listening

Lets get it in, that gold in mouth that got me glistening

They got my brother locked in the phone, he wildin' in the pen

Fell off, was bubbling zip so I can get back, to add an extra 10 on the juice, you know we flipped that

They big mad, they know I make money, and they can't switch that

We blowin' kush straight from the pounds, this ain't no zip bag

This young man on my hip, a **** try some money but this two tone 22 bulky, it'll fuck you up

I took the stock, Ill put the stick, and add the two, then double up

It's 20 shots from both these 40s, let them off and make you die

And I ain't talkin' bout no football, with this bag i'm in a rush

And how you get that 20 ball and ya'll still broke, I ran it up

And if the boys gon get behind us, throw the blam up and attack

But if not it's on my lap, we be riding with one knock