Long live the guys you heard me

Free the guys you **** know what the fuck the business is you heard me

Head yougin you heard me

Ridin’ with my 60 got me feeling like I’m Nipsey

Beaucoup murders in my city

I know not to leave my glizzy

In my rear view I ain’t slippin’ pull inside I bet I flip it

Spent a bag on them switches name a youngin fuckin’ with us

Frontline with my killers we ain’t dodging rats with ****

Talk to brookie hope she feel me, leave you ‘lone ain’t my intentions

Clutch my pistol dodging sentences

Catch a opp I bet I kill him

FaceTime me a **** this real beef no I ain’t slippin’

I still got them charges pending leave the streets no I ain’t with it

My **** told he a witness, thought he was solid but he flippin’

Shit, speaking of that flippin’ we makin’ mama’s bury children

Shoot ‘em all fuck a witness, whoever out there get the business

From high speeds in the trenches, them brand new glizzys with extensions

My mama tried but I ain’t listen

My **** died now I’m fishing

At the graveyard with my .50, behind the guys we overkilling

I don’t know ‘bout them older ****, but the city know we drillin’

He ain’t tired he steady spinnin’ V say that we trippin’

I’m down to smoke the whole bid, who say they rollin’ on my ****?

You better have that cutter with you

I’m a young soldier ****, I’m runnin’ with some cold killers, fill the rental up with switches

Talk on the net these **** bitches, behind that wall I’m gangster ****

I been a problem with a pistol, you know about yougin been official

Was tryna cross shit out the picture before you even went on a mission

Pull up stalk out where you livin’

Brand new chop came with a titty

All my glizzys got extensions went out wrong I get the blicky

Hope God forgive me know I’m sinning

I throw some shots and lock your engine

On house arrest my cutter with me

This bitch a fully I ain’t trippin’

Long live my **** I ain’t trippin’, we ain’t never gon’ stop killing

Yeah man you heard me

You **** know the fuck the business is you heard me

Long live the guys bitch, free the guys you heard me

You **** ain’t on shit man all you **** pussy

You heard me

I walk around this bitch with fully auto cutters you heard me

Got me feeling like I’m in the cartel you heard me

Bitch we fully gang, bully gang you heard me

We got fully glizzys, fully chops, we got whatever

And when them crackers let me out the box I’m tryna put a **** in a box you heard me