Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
L5
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
London Cluster
Lyrics
Lyrics
Go walk down and go get some get-back
All these fuck **** talkin' 'bout shootin', ain't nothin' crazy, go and chop, fah
Frraow, huh, what? Doon-doon-doon (Frraow, come here)
Come here (What, ****? You said what, ****?)
On God, ****, go get some get-back (Way out, you know that, you better know that)
You ain't did shit, ****, what you did for me?
You ain't do nothin', you ain't slide, ****, you ain't drop a shot (You know he ain't do nothin', dog)
I ain't heard 'bout nothin', **** (That's for sure, know that)
I know y'all **** ain't steppin', ****, on God, ****, I don't need shit from it
Free Lil Biggie, ****, free O5 (Free the guys)
Free Lil Wendy (Huh, come here)
Go get some get-back, what the fuck? (On God)
Give no fuck, kill all them ****, hop out, walk down if you tryna duck (Brraow-brraow-brraow-brraow)
And all these fuck **** talkin' 'bout smoke, know that niner car eat up the truck
I got a bad lil' bitch, sent her your way, your dumb ass get set up (You ain't gettin' no pussy, ****)
We got your drop, then go walk down
****, I'm geeked up off this Addy, I'm on all ten, can't cool me down
This fuck **** piped up dissin' my brother, I'll whack his mama, turn smile to frown
Smokin' Ola Cam, I don't give no fuck, his dumb ass in the ground (Hot)
Bitch-ass ****
Fuck with lil' Za, lil' Quan, lil' Kel
Deko walk up in the spot, said what's that smell? That's hella gel
****, it's still free bro, lil' Draco a ****, I'm locked in with lil' Rell
Remember we was slidin' that jit Charger, then skrrt stick, saw 12 pull up, we bailed
Twin, there they go, hop out right there
Do no cappin' in my disses, I'm tryna smack somethin'
Had to say it again, I call Big Crack, you know he crack somethin'
These **** trollin', say, lil' Cam, where you at? I don't give no damn
**** know how my gang get, free P5, B5 slide the Ram (On God)
On God, ****, you know that (I was just talkin' 'bout that)
I'm in that jungle, **** (Naw, for sure)
Y'all **** not never been in that jungle, ****, you not locked in with me, I swear (These **** ain't never been there, twin, I swear)
You know that, **** (**** locked up, huh, L5, ****, huh)
Uh, what you say, ****? L5 (Free the 5)
L5, come here
I ain't done, ****, I ain't done, I just got started
When the fuck you got like that? Put Glock on you at JP party (Come here)
Free PC5, we smokin' H5, ****, know I fuck with Carti (On God, ****)
He gon' think I'm pussy, tell him try me, step back, drop him in the Hardee’s (Doon-doon-doon)
Step back from three, I'm just like Curry
Had the lil' ho suck me up, tell all the lil' hoes I'm in a hurry (Bitch)
Mystery, they don't know nothin' 'bout that murder, his body burned, not buried (On God)
I don't know nothin' 'bout it neither, big 50, let me pop with 23, sick, give your bitch ass a fever
**** dissin' on my brother, I tap his temple like fuck a needle
All them **** you beefin' with ain't on nothin', **** ain't no fuckin' reapers
See I ain't gotta lie about shit, huh
And I'm tryna slide your block, give a fuck 'bout shit, lil' stick shoot 5.56
And I ain't never see that opp **** on that ave, so I go whack his bitch (Y'all **** be hidin', ****)
Written by: London Cluster


