Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Hilzzmadethis)
(5ive Music)
[Verse 2]
HRB to the AGB
Trust me, that's an active pattern
I ain't slapped it one time
I kept on slappin'
Go ask shh what happened
HRB to the AGB
Trust me, that's an active pattern
I ain't slapped it one time
I kept on slappin'
[Verse 3]
(Grrrt)
[Verse 4]
Us man are steppers, them man are not (They're not)
'Cause we glide on opps
Roll up, turn-turn man into pot
Or I send a young G to leave red on their block (Red)
Man's active, the other side ain't that (Nah)
I won't smile till the next one drops (I won't smile)
Whenever I'm talkin', that's straight facts
I'm from the bricks, don't question my block (No kizzy)
[Verse 5]
Innocent till proven guilty (Trust me)
If you're talkin' 'bout dirt, I'm filthy
None of them boys ain't touched me, punks
I know deep down they feel me
For many reasons they hate me
I know deep down they rate me
Opp block's on shake-mode, Haiti
Put my life on the line for AG
[Verse 6]
HRB to the AGB
Trust me, that's an active pattern
I ain't slapped it one time
I kept on slappin'
Go ask shh what happened
Go ask shh what happened
Go ask shh who dropped
Go ask shh why he left his guys
And one of his friends got got
[Verse 7]
I dance with my G-lock and smile at the duppy
Leave no opp lucky (Nah)
Tell 'em cook my man, get fried like Kentucky
Left his **** all bloody
I know them fuckboys want me done
But I ain't your guy, Hushpuppi
In the AM, I'm live in Susan's gaff
Tryna feed dog-food to the junky
[Verse 8]
Head shots, chest shots, neck shots
Trust me, I done all three (I'm dangerous)
Broski died and opps got fried
Cah I went on the street and spreed
Four-door truck, don't care 'bout depot
Still crash corn out the Bentley
12 gauge rusty, and it's dutty (Bookey)
So I gotta double-tap that gently
[Verse 9]
Gotta double tap that gently
I fill the mop up at right and glee (I glee it)
I heard them neeks don't like me
Vice versa, I don't like them neeks (Broadday)
[Verse 10]
Blow up the dinger with diesel (No trace)
But it's petrol man barfin' (Petty)
They rap about all of these bootings (Pussios)
But none of their guns ain't blastin' (Liars)
[Verse 11]
HRB to the AGB
Trust me, that's an active pattern
I ain't slapped it one time
I kept on slappin'
Go ask shh what happened
Go ask shh what happened
Go ask shh who dropped
Go ask shh why he left his guys
And one of his friends got got
[Verse 12]
HRB to the AGB
Trust me, that's an active pattern
I ain't slapped it one time
I kept on slappin'
Go ask shh what happened
Go ask shh what happened
Go ask shh who dropped
Go ask shh why he left his guys
And one of his friends got got
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