Woddy my brother, nights on the block, all we had was each other

Had to walk up the block with a tee on my face, ****, ready to blow and that's word to my mother

Anyone talkin' on Bones, make 'em suffer, he twistin' his fingers for ‘Dash? I’ma dust him

Don't wanna flick on a Kreep or OY, OGZ, word to my dead, I don't want her

Old bitch on my dick tryna cuff me, line me an opp then we buddies

Boys on dick tryna lock me, I'm fresh out on bail with the G and I'm still movin' dusty

Really done blew with the deuce-deuce, thinkin' 'bout bro made it work, word to bro, I was rusty

Only had five in the G, double tappin' the grip, told bro fall back, just trust me

I knew I was buggin', made Citizens work, G get to bangin', I'm watchin' it twerk

Hawkin' and stawkin', I only threw five, word to bro, I'm not waitin', I'm bangin' it first

17-19, shit is a curse

Notti, stabbed, uno reverse

Adotty and Mel put theyself in a blunt, when you add up the Edotty, shit really hurt

You ain't slide, then you can't get a pound from me

Do this for all of the bros lookin' down on me

I got the Jetfire, bro got the BP9 in the back, we don't play about our boundaries

(You ain't slide, then you can't get a pound from me

Do this for all of the bros lookin' down on me

I got the Jetfire, bro got the BP9 in the back, we don't play about our boundaries)

I start bangin' the key, if I miss, then BinLaden gon' go for the re'

I done tappin' the key, start bussin' the Tre Pound, he couldn't duck 'cause my aim too elite

1k shot, got holes in his knee

Q, Bino, top of the steam

**** brother had died and he never got back, how the fuck is you rappin' and gettin' on stream?

This shit get me tight, start wavin' the G from the left to the right, any time I'm on crashout, kill 'em on sight

I remember that day when we flicked it on 64, I had the .4O, bangin' the pipe

You could ask Lee, Fro, I was ready to go, I was lettin' the full clip go in my Mikes

Got the bros, they was givin' us poles, but you know I ain't givin' it back 'cause I'm makin' it right

****, I'm tryna spin, if you ain't ever slide, ****, get off the bench

Free Kdot the B, he went dumb with the G, ****, shot after shot tryna go for the win

Free FL3, I stay with a Cuzzy that see what I see, I got love for the Blazers that's flickin' for B

In the back of the 'Hive with the Jet, boy tryna put on for the set, boy game is elite