For the record, this is not a diss record, it's just the truth

Gotta tell you the truth (June on the Beat, June on the Beat)

B Tones and Tony Romos is homos (Gotta tell you the truth)

(?) on you ****, **** know what time it is (**** was B.A.Y ****)

Fuck the jack block before he died he was a bitch

**** was straddling in the fence ****

You say you with the shit, ain't no playing with this shit

I pray you ain't a snitch, I'm finna take you on a trip

Take yo toe down sucka zillas get flipped

We prowling in the 50's with this 50 round stick ****

Fuck the jack block before he died he was a bitch

Yo sussy **** poppas, yeah I heard he was a snitch

I'm talking bout when Curtis got murdered by the Crips

And Mozzy hunnid gang, bitch I bang the murder (?)

What the fuck is a 30?

Lil dirty ass kids

I see yo baby momma licks, that lil fat dirty bitch

I'm active with this shit, it ain't no acting with this shit

And Stunna Blue know, we get it bracking for the click

Banging left on Tuolumne, we had them **** stripped

Lavish ranked like a faggot, we had that **** Benz

He told 5-0 like any sucka would've did

Now they tryna send my older brother Snubby to the pen, huh

(Gotta tell you the truth)

It's just the truth, it's just the truth ****

You already know **** I ain't with the battle rap (Gotta tell you the truth)

Free snubby that's my brother like a motherfucker

Fuck a D Weez, and fuck Gutta like a motherfucker

Uzzing like a motherfucker

Talking on this tooley

Buddha Ru told on duney, that's not gooney

Catch him across the street from ARC and I'ma do him

Ain't no jets in Sacramento bitch, **** say im goofy

When Lil Lav see me in the store, he was spooky

On dreads she a hoe homie, why you eat her coochie

Stunna Nuk goofy, we chased him with the Glock 9

That **** ran 100 lights and 50 stop signs

Identifying as a bitch, he in the top 5

Better keep a squeezy on Jesus(?), I got mine

We on you **** line, aim the iron to your dreadlocks

X-Tiny we about the beef, all headshots

We on you **** line, aim the iron to your dreadlocks

X-Tiny we about the beef, all headshots

Gotta tell you the truth

This is not a diss song, this is just a message

You know these **** be soft as shit ****

(?) extra sweet ****

**** be like "bruh I got family from the P bruh, you slithered up on the day them **** was (?) kids out here bruh

Come on **** trying to enjoy their easter bruh"

Shut your bitch ass up bruh ****

(Mocking) "I'm not from the stars bruh, bruh im from the mob bruh, (stuttering) gas team I'on fuck with the stars"