(I need to speak to Mike Laury)

These **** now what the fuck goin' on, uh (Yeah, you got Mike Laury)

You know that I'm one real, yeah (Dubba-AA flex)

All my **** really 'bout to come through the cut and let that bitch bang (Q-R-N, hah, hah, hah)

(This Is The Sound)

And I say uptown, downtown, blue flags all around

Chitty chitty, gang gon' let it bang

Big glizzy, it stay tucked, y'all pussy **** know what's up

Forty thousand with a dub if one of y'all bring back his brain

Like tell me what is you saying?

I'm from a corner where they bangin' Crip gang

Ain't no discussion once you speak on my name

Send him to sleep with his mans

Go ask the city 'bout who really be slaying

Outside his house, inside the bushes, we laying

I want him down in the grave

They say, "You dead wrong"

I just left the grave from seeing Ralphie, kissed his headstone

I be in a rush, call me blue monster, Sonic Hedgehog

I just got a Glock, came in from Russia, need a red dot

Put him to sleep just like some Wock' or Robitussin, need his dreadlocks

I'm steady countin' up these dead guys

Beretta, I can't lack mine

Like for the cheddar, I collect mines

Like make sure one inside the glizzy, ain't no stoppin' at them red lights

Hundred round drum look like some titties on the glizzy in the Redeye

Don't touch that gun 'cause that's for Leeky when he get to doin' fed time

She text my phone like, "Come and see me," she know I can make her bed rock

You bust his dome, don't show no pity, spin again, and let a hundred fly

Like leave me 'lone, I'm on my grizzy, trying stake me up a hundred, yeah

And I say uptown, downtown, blue flags all around

Chitty chitty, gang gon' let it bang

Big glizzy, it stay tucked, y'all pussy **** know what's up

Forty thousand with a dub if one of y'all bring back his brain

Like tell me what is you saying?

I'm from a corner where they bangin' Crip gang

Ain't no discussion once you speak on my name

Send him to sleep with his mans

Go ask the city 'bout who really be slaying

Outside his house, inside the bushes, we laying

I want him down in the grave