Real Life Floccers (feat. R3 Da Chilliman)

From all these touchdowns

Hunnid bands

From all these touchdowns, fuck back then don't give a fuck now

Run That Back West

100 bands from all these touchdowns

Give a fuck back than, don't give a fuck now

My **** ruthless wit da choppas they a hunt you down

Wit' some real life flockers & they all in your house

They all in your house

Still outside with it totin' hunnid rounds

My **** ruthless wit da choppas

they a hunt you down

Wit' sum real life flockers & they all in your house

Just wrecked another home, high speeds is my specialty

Bitch I'm a joint, & you still ain't seen the best of me

A hunnid in this choppa, I'll shred you

I crack stoves, flip through pots, & fuck up bedrooms

Robbing shit like I'm Clyde, where's Bonnie?

Ima hit a couple gates if I see Johnny

Knock knock flock, is you how do it

But I'ma tie ling ling up cause I'm ruthless

We ain't worried bout no **** we crack off beef

I'm fly crippin' everyday, but I got bloody sneaks

All my homies down for passing or for bodies

If you ask me am I tucking, shit probably

Grand slam watch a **** beat this safe up

I'm out on bail, hope my lawyer beat this case up

Get it cracking broad day I don't think

I just found fifty bands behind the sink

100 bands from all these touchdowns

Give a fuck back than, don't give a fuck now

My **** ruthless wit' da choppas they a hunt you down

Wit' sum real life flockers & they all in your house

They all in your house

Still outside wit it totin' hunnid rounds

My **** ruthless wit da choppas they a hunt you down

Wit' sum real life flockers & they all in your house