Yeah, this a 60 on this ARP, lil bro sneak in the drake

Bitch don't pressure me like you want smoke, you'll get shot in your face

I run with Shottas, bitch, you know for real, we clutching Dracs

We roll with choppas, if you fuck with us, get dropped in the lake

Get that uh-uh, that bitch shaking ass, ain't got no hands

With that uh-uh, **** put that rifle on your mans

With that bank role, my shi stuffed foreal with rubber band

She a stank hoe, fuck around and put her on your mans

With that K-Row, he smoking K2 purple and Barney

That bitch on payroll, hit yo block and dont give you a warning

You can play slow, I drop a bag and my shooters on it It's a case closed brudda cracked his head like he a funion

(Verse 1)

You got killers, I got killers, be for real, lets roll some,

Beat his ass from the shoulder, like that lil bitch stole some

Get off your ass, get in your bag, I can't let you hold none

Don't want to pop out when it's smoke, yeah, y'all just wanna troll some

Black flag tied around my fucking ARP Pistols,

bullets flying in the wind, it sound like a whistle

Stay in your lane, lil ass boy, don't become a victim

His mama crying, not my baby, but he shouldn't have dissed us

Yeah, it's gone be a murder stand over your partner if he fuck with us

I'm trying to dirt some tell that pussy **** come get up with us

  

T shirt one lil bro hop out like Timmy out that truck

  

If you ain't never murk none then you can't join the team or you can't fuck with us

(Chorus)

Yeah, this a 60 on this ARP, lil bro snuck in a Drake

Bitch don't pressure me like you want smoke, you'll get shot in your face

I run with Shottas bitch, you know for real, we clutching Dracs

We roll with choppas if you fuck with us, get dropped in the lake

Get that uh-uh, that bitch shaking ass, ain't got no hands

With that uh-uh, **** put that rifle on your mans

With that bank role, my shi stuffed foreal with rubber band She a stank hoe, fuck around and put her on your mans

This that K-Row, he smoking K2 purple and Barney

That bitch on payroll, hit yo block and don't give you a warning

You can play slow, I drop a bag and my shooters on it It's a case closed, brudda cracked his head like he a funion

  

(Verse 2)

Tell me how you want it, the Glock or the ARP

**** begging for his life back, bitch, it ain't no copping please,

This lil bitch keep trying to suck me off the bone, she on her knees

Mama knowing im fina sit down, for some years you play with me

Tell em Try it, try it, I advise you not to

I hope my brother know what I do, 100 years about you

Yeah, you owe me then I need that, let me get that out you

You lost fucking with me, so go tell Siri to re route you

(Chorus)

Yeah, this a 60 on this ARP, lil bro snuck in a Drake

Bitch don't pressure me like you want smoke, you'll get shot in your face

I run with Shottas, bitch, you know for real, we clutching Dracs

We roll with choppas, if you fuck with us, get dropped in the lake

Get that uh-uh, that bitch shaking ass, ain't got no hands

With that uh-uh, **** put that rifle on your mans

With that bank role, my shi stuffed foreal with rubber band

She a stank hoe, fuck around and put her on your mans

With that K-Row, he smoking K2 purple and Barney,

It's on payroll, hit the block and go give you a warning

You can play slow, I drop a bag and my shooters on it It's a case closed,

Brudda cracked his head like he a funion

(Outro)

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