Classic

Lil' bruh say he walk down? What? Is he crazy? (Plugg)

Lil' bruh say he walk down (Walk down, walk down), I send a blitz and they come get you

Slidin' through a opp block ('Lide, 'lide), 7.62 shoot somethin' just like missile (Missile)

If I catch him at that corner store (The store), this Mini Drac' gon' flip him (Flip)

ZPAP in my right hand (Right hand, yeah), hang out the sunroof with that trip

You gon' see me lil' as hell, pop out the window, swingin' trip (Yeah, he lil' as hell)

If I leave up out the house without my trip, you gettin' dipped (Up out the house)

If I catch him walk up out the house, know for sure, he gettin' killed (Gettin' killed)

N-**** know me, I work the backseat, roll down window, I get off (Plugg)

I get that car from one of the bro (One of the bro), we hoppin' box, we knock you off (Knock you off)

Two dead bodies, stick in my hand, bitch, you know that that's me (That's me)

I pop out that cut and I shoot at his team (His team)

That boy tried to run but that Glock got a beam (Got a beam, bitch)

Don't tell me shit about the bros, you know that I'm crashin' (I'm crashin')

I hop out the whip with that stick, I get nasty (Get nasty)

Don't come to the mountain, no blick, don't be lackin' (No blick, don't be lackin')

You speak on the gang, you know that we havin' (Fuck, we havin')

Tryna wrap him up, body in plastic (Harass 'em)

That stick, let a **** have it (He have it)

I hop out on feet, ****, this shit get classic (Hop out on feet, get classic)

Yo, it get classic (Bitch, I'm on my feet, bitch, I'm on my)

Yo, y-yo (Plugg)

Lil' bruh say he walk down, I send a blitz and they come get you

Slidin' through a opp block, 7.62 shoot somethin' just like missile

If I catch him at that corner store, this Mini Drac' gon' flip him

ZPAP in my right hand, hang out the sunroof with that trip

You gon' see me lil' as hell, pop out the window, swingin' trip

If I leave up out the house without my trip, you gettin' dipped

If I catch him walk up out the house, know for sure, he gettin' killed

**** know me, I work the backseat, roll down window, I get off (Plugg)

I get that car from one of the bro, we hoppin' box, we knock you off

Two dead bodies, stick in my hand, bitch, you know that that's me

I pop out that cut and I shoot at his team

That boy tried to run but that Glock got a beam

Don't tell me shit about the bros, you know that I'm crashin'

I hop out the whip with that stick, I get nasty

Don't come to the mountain, no blick, don't be lackin'

You speak on the gang, you know that we havin'

Tryna wrap him up, body in plastic

That stick, let a **** have it

I hop out on feet, ****, this shit get classic

Yo, it get classic

Yo, yo

(Plugg)

You don’t have a life

All you do is make that shitty ass music

And make them shitty ass music videos

For your shitty ass friends

If you ask me who I listen to

And it will never be me