(Modern vampires of the city) Brr

(Hunting blood, blood) 9 block or switch blocks, man

Fuck 8 block, tell them boys stop mentionin' us (Blood)

We got smoke all through the 'burbs, we made them **** clique up

Switch out the Track', that bitch got hot, the dicks know we might slip up (Every day, make money)

This switch go off, no, you can't run, 3 'nem gon' help assist us

Back to the block where we post up, you come, you not gon' miss us

That switch went off, Lil Mari hit, now they won't spin through L block

Spin through the 8, they not on shit, them boys some easy headshots

Bail out and clap shit up, this ain't for clout, we need some dead opps

They ass don't call the phone, this four-nick' button'll lock on dreadlocks

The glizzy hit him, he can't talk and he don't come outside

Four shooters bouncin' out that Jeep, you fall, we get on ass

Fin-fin doggin' different states, lil' Mo, he better not crash

Chopper shells heat up his body, six-two spittin' gas

Brother got the wheel, we fuck 12 up, it's always been a chase

I got button all on my side, you try to run, we press erase

We be on the 9, you come through here, then your ass just get faced

12 just hit the lights, know they get flushed, we never play no games

Caught a B, went to the crib, brother wanna play the game

Call my big brother, know he gon' slide, do years all in that cage

Goofies out here sharin' guns, I repeat, not in our lane

Catch one outside, he get cropped, call lil' Stain, get him paid

Run out on they ass with that AR, this fully got no aim

We be on y'all block, y'all post out there, ride through and let off flames

Come out on they ass with 23 button, lil' Nalli spittin' Drac'

Crazy got the wheel, fuck up them boys, it's not gon' be a chase

Brother got the wheel, we fuck 12 up, it's always been a chase

I got button all on my side, you try to run, we press erase

We be on the 9, you come through here, then your ass just get faced

12 just hit the lights, know they get flushed, we never play no games

Mojo popped out big four-nick', I tell lil' bro to switch somethin'

This TLX, this bitch too smooth, I might just do some pickups

Fuck from the back, if she wan' go, I bet 3 'nem gon' hit her

Bounce with a Micro, big three inch, this ho'll fuck a brick up

My baby Spills, they on the hunt, they tryna go and spill somethin'

And you can't get up in this V if you ain't never killed nothin'

Marion just bounced before I stopped, big brother tryna get one

This freaky bitch want me to stop, I'm like, "I'm tryna feel somethin'"

Lil' Will done died, got left on 3, I'm like, "Where lil' bro go?"

Jayski got his eyeball took, he died in front of his front door

We been fuckin' up the opps, this summer, we done went up four

Switchy hit his neck, he can't even breathe, he cryin' all on the floor

We got smoke all through the 'burbs, we made them **** clique up

Switch out the Track', that bitch got hot, the dicks know we might slip up (Every day, make money)

This switch go off, no, you can't run, 3 'nem gon' help assist us

Back to the block where we post up, you come, you not gon' miss us

That switch went off, Lil Mari hit, now they won't spin through L block

Spin through the 8, they not on shit, them boys some easy headshots

Bail out and clap shit up, this ain't for clout, we need some dead opps

They ass don't call the phone, this four-nick' button'll lock on dreadlocks