Frrow, **** know how I give it up ****, Ay got a stick? You ain’t pullin’ no trigger

On Gang, and you mad cuz’ yo hoe think i’m realer

type to slide inna car, I’ma slide wit gorillas

I’ma Slide in da V, Drop da mask On my face

**** diss on that gang, he get chased like a bank

sending shots out da clip, you get turnt to some dank

I jus rolled up a wood, know da gas it be stank

**** just like d rose, I go hard in the paint

said he robbing luldraxko? you know dat he ain’t

said he robbin’ luldraxko? he ain’t finna do nun’

said dat it’s smoke but you ain’t finna shoot nun’

Told da **** “pull up, watchu trynna get in to”

Type to hop in the coupe, know i’ma spin at you

Type to hop in the whip wit’ a mask & some gloves

**** know I’ma slime, ian showing no love

**** don’t give a fuck, ian giving no hugs

**** play wit’ dis shit, he get rolled like some bud

**** diss on that name he get rolled up, And I’m big GMD, So we throwin’ them 4z up

And I’m Big DGF, I’ma throw up 47, **** play wit’ da gang he get sent right to heaven

and them .762s make his ass do a summersault

And I got hella music just sittin’ up inna vault

**** play wit’ the gang, watch how fast draxko draw the chalk

I wont go back & forth, swing da doe, bet dat you get walked

Ian goin’ back & forth, i’ma jump out this whip

Swingin’ .762s you get hit in yo’ lip, I’ma roll a **** up, he get smoked like a zip

I’m the type shoot a ****, take his gun off his hip

Ay, I’ma L - U - L - D - R - A - X - K - O, **** what’s yo name? **** LULDRAXKO

**** you had yo stick, **** why you ain’t blow?

catch a opp up in traffic, i’m burnin’ his fro

Catch a opp up in traffic, get hit wit dat stick

Know da fye it’s gone melt, it can’t handle a switch

Trynna beef wit’ luldraxko? We know you a bitch

And them .762s it had came wit some kick

And them .762s they be layin’ shit out

**** talk out his neck, he get hit in his mouth

**** i’m from the R, I come straight out the south

I’ma knock on the door, I won’t shoot up a house

I’ma Knock On the door, I’ma wait for who is it

When I hear da “who is it?” The stick get to hittin’

And this ain’t no soccer, No we cannot kick it

**** know I’m big blood, bitch I meant bick it

**** tried to run off, and got did like ricky

3 shots out the stick have you screamin’ like Whitney

**** i’m in that field, it ain’t hard for to get me

**** diss on my shit, he get smoked like a chimney

And i’m sticked up ****, just like a blind man

Bullets heatin’ shit up, I ain’t talkin’ no fryin’ pan

Said he took sum’ from me? **** know dat he lyin’ man

when it come to the opps, why do they keep on dyin’ man

On gang, all of da opps keep dying, Ay **** know if i’m lyin’ i’m flyin’

Ay, I’ma hop on the beat and i’m glidin’ Ay i’ma hop on the beat and i’m slidin’

Ay, on the block, **** know I ain’t hiding

And I ain’t have no mask on that lick, So you know dat I had use a shirt

Trynna hit a opp right where it hurt, Empty the clip, you get put in da dirt

and i stay wit a uzi, ian talkin no Vert

**** Run in the spot, bet a **** get murked

**** run in that spot, he get wit a 50 round

Come thru’ wit a chop, and i’m makin’ em get down

And i’m upping the stick, i’ma make em all get low

And I’m swinging the doe, Ian shootin’ out da window

And i’m swinging da doe, Ian shootin’ out da window

**** play wit my gang, he get touched like a kindle

**** know what it is, he get touched like a Ipad

How I flow on the beat, **** dat’s why the opps mad

**** play wit’ my name den i bet dat i’m gone crash

Uppin’ this stick and I bet that It’s gone smash

Uppin’ the stick, tellem’ get out the way

**** had em a stick ****, why you ain’t spray

**** had em a stick, but he ain’t even use it

I be hittin’ the trigger, you know I abuse it

Shorty kno’ dat I rap, say “she liking my music” I’ma up wit’ da stick, **** know I’ma use it

Ayy, they had thought it was over, I’m on it again

And if he ain’t get hit, den I’m spinnin’ again

I’ma slide wit a drac’ While I’m slidin’ wit Cyn

Ay da lil **** got hit, we had did him the worse

**** play wit’ dis name he get put in a hearse

**** know I’ma snap ****, just on a verse

**** all in yo dreams, woulda thought it was a curse

Ay da lil **** thought he was cursed when he seen me

**** want em some fame? We put him on the TV

**** said dat it’s smoke, but he don’t wanna see me

**** really be fans, man dem **** wan’ be me

Ay man dese **** be fans trynna be like luldraxko

**** run in dis bitch, he gone leave wit a halo

**** don’t give a fuck, ho’ I’m lettin’ that thang blow

And i’m swinging da doe, I jump out wit’ a draco

And I’m swingin’ da doe, I jump out wit’ a .45

**** try run away, he get hit in his spine

And I’m rollin’ this blunt, hoe gimme yo mind

and i’m slimin’ him out, he is not my kind

And I’m slimin’ em out cus that boy not my homie

Goin’ up on my own, I came in on my lonely

**** gottem’ a stick, wit a switch on it, don’t he?

And these **** be grimey, these **** be toney

And these **** they grimey the fuck, and we spinnin’ yo block, so dat boy betta duck

I be swingin’ dat switch, hoe I don’t give a fuck

**** dissin’ on bro? I’ma jump out the truck

Long live Kujo, that’s still my ****

Word on bro, **** love you ****

put shit up above just for you ****

I ain’t cuffin’ that hoe, I’ma dub you ****

I ain’t cuffin’ that hoe, cuz’ I fuck wit’ one

That’s luldraxk in the spot, and he got a gun

**** know we be spinning on opps for fun

and if I get the drop on yo spot, I’ma make ya run

And we gone come thru’ And we packing shit like UPS

trynna shoot at yo face, I ain’t shootin’ yo chest

**** gone need a blanket, we put him to rest

**** put bout 8 all in his chest ****

Trynna spin on opp blocks, til a **** get dizzy

**** fake as the fuck, I know they is not wit’ me

Only got 25, cuz’ I let off like 50, But da whole clip hold 96 plus 4

**** you see dem lights, den you betta’ get low

Got the drop on the opps, finna kick down his doe

I’ma up wit’ dat Frrrt, Watch how it blow

I’ma up wit’ dat switch, you gone hear how it stutter, **** got him a peezy, I got me a kutta

Don’t get up wit’ you, I get up wit yo brother

Just to go keep it hot, might get up wit’ yo mother

I get up wit’ yo moms, den you know dat it’s war

**** said I was lacking, Why you ain’t score

shoulda upped wit’ yo stick, and put one in my head

I won’t beef on the net, lil **** you fed

(lil **** you fed) I won’t beef on the net, it won’t make me no money

quick to slap me a ****, if he thinkin’ shit funny

He got hit in the legs, now he hop like a bunny

He got hit in his leg, now he limp when he walk

I ain’t call you no bitch, ho’ that’s just how I talk

I ain’t call you no bitch, Ho’ that’s just how I speak

Still a whoop a **** ass like Muhammad Ali

I be all on the block, **** know where I be

You can’t hop in this car, youn’ got you no ski

**** know i’m the 1 that’s gone make em use feet

**** I ain’t no twix, don’t think shit sweet

you get hit in yo neck if you spinnin’ this way

**** know he a bitch, I had told em to play

**** run up on me, then that’s where he gone lay

Free 30, Free Keon, And free 2kay ****

Free 30, Free Keon, Free 2kay, Long live Kujo