Grem got his glee, I got my glee It's time to slide, okay let's go

Could've left that **** leakin' But instead I took his pole

We late night creepin' on 400 They not out them ****' hoes

Got in that jam and bit the cheese I should've knew he was gon' fold

They keep talkin' bout I don't slide Tell me how your homie patched

We bounced out and got to tossin' Ain't no chance of blowin' back

I got the left Dub got the right We put his fat ass in that trap

We boxed him in and got him sitchy Now he dissin' in his raps

Tried to push the peace, that shit ain't work So now I'm back to spinnin

Remember standin' on that block But nowadays I stand on business

Who they spank? Fuck the dub, they ass be cappin

For them bitches, walk shit down in crocs this shit, don't stop

Im Knee deep in the trenches, she in love with me But I'm in love with bouncin' out on opps

After drills, you know it's us Cause when we done, we say, fuck chop

I'm the hardest with this shit They all be waitin' on me to drop

He said I got chased, then he got chased But that boy felt that faaa

Y'all let dude get out of jail And turn y'all up, man, that shit sad

Caught his fat ass out in traffic Boxed him in and did him bad

What the fuck is A-T-B? We B-T-A, belt to ass

Threw a switch on back the gen now When I tap, that bitch shoot fast

Don't be tryin' to diss, but fuck Lil' Dude, I heard his muffin gone

Free Lil' 3, he just hit my line and said he comin' home

Bitch, I stay on demon time, don't ever ask me what I'm on

Bouce out the strike, with fully chop These 308s gon' smack his dome

Bitch, we gettin that bath, catch a opp and yell out scoom

They call us the clean-up boys, we sweep they block without a broom

All my opps be playin' tough, but turn to mice inside that room

Don't even got a son, but on my son, them **** dyin' soon

Four times scared of who? Is you cool? I'm not duckin' shit

Send a hoe to get the lo and watch how fast we spin that bitch

Not even my hoe, I fell in love, cause she can eat some dick

This my last response, till I suit up and catch another vic

Grem got his glee, I got my glee, it's time to slide, okay, let's go

Could've left that **** leakin', but instead I took his pole

We late night creepin on 400, they not out them ****

Hoes got in that jam and bit the cheese, I should've knew he was gon' fold

They keep talkin' bout I don't slide, tell me how your homie patched

We bounced out and got to tossin', ain't no chance of blowin' back

I got the left, Dub got the right, we put his fat ass in that trap

We boxed him in and got him sitchy, now he dissin' in his raps