556 (feat. YoungFootSoldier & Cornell Jones)

Try to hop out the back, ain’t hitting no kids I’m catching a Vic

556, put shit on they rip

Ride with them blatts, in love with them glicks

I’m from the Ave, we thug on the 6

You boxing me in, I’m hitting the stick

New peezy it came with a kick

I’m moving the white they call it the candy

Come put you a P, my **** be trapping shoot bags for the three

Your baby father ain’t fucking with me

Fifty shots tryna get up on me

Yellow tape, I’m causing a scene

I’m tapping his top, I’m making him lean

Tryna ride with that drac'

Crush me a **** that’s speaking on Shake

Blowing you up if you speaking on Buddy

You **** is hot, you **** is suckers

Glock 27 with the switch on the back

Drop forty on **** I feel like I’m Steph

I hit at his head, he got hit in his neck

If you thinking it’s sweet, I wish you the best

I’m fishing they hood, them **** be bluffing

We put something on they car, they don’t see it coming

I’m cutting the lights and dropping a hundred

He hit with a ghost and eliminated the function

He toting a ghost, that **** ain’t nothing

I stay with some shit that’ll knock off your muffin

You get in my way you get touch with this cutter

Get hit with this blatt you ain’t doing no surviving

I’m swinging my door I ain’t doing no driving

Only dropping my mask if it’s a good number

I ain’t robbing ten man I’m robbing for twenty

Long live Moski, I’m missing my brother

And long live Big Boy, we come with that thunder

Jump out the whip, I ain’t doing no missing

He can’t get away cause that 23 glitching

Caught me some bump when I’m riding out Maryland

You know how I’m riding when I’m riding with Servin

Jump in the Vet, I’d jump in a Scat

And I caught me some bump we got in that Lex

Stop me a storm or spinning the city

I’m staying with Joe he ain’t playing me fifty

Catch me out of bounds, I’m dropping a hundred

Them jumpers keep coming you that I’m running