(Hood with another one)

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Tell on my brother, that's a no-no, you don't know me

Can't sell a thing around here, ****, if you owe me

Got the block hot, get it on with us, we hot, oh, they can't hold us

The streets, they can't control us

Ain't no controllin' no **** like me

When I jumped in the streets, I was steppin' for free

Got a Glock with a fifty, I'm waitin' for beef

'Fore I let 'em come take me, I put 'em to sleep

This the life that I chose when I dropped out of school

I was breaking the rules and I'm playing for keeps

If I can't buy it, I take it for free

And I dare one of these **** come take it from me (Come on)

There go seven, B make eleven

**** be jealous, **** be tellin'

You got a weapon, ain't no tellin' (I don't know)

Bitch, it's a blessing when I'm in your presence

I got a fetish for gettin' this fetty

I got 'em ready, they like how I'm steppin'

Bitch, these Balencis, these ain't no Giuseppes

So watch where you steppin' (On gang)

Tell on my brother, that's a no-no, you don't know me

Can't sell a thing around here, ****, if you owe me

Got the block hot, get it on with us, we hot, oh, they can't hold us

The streets, they can't control us

They can't control us

They can't tame us or tame us

Even though we made it, bitch, they still blame us

Remain the same, that's on my gang, no, we won't change up

No, we won't change up, wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

My glizzy a freak, like to fuck shit

When I squeeze it, the bitch better come quick

Give my hitter one call, then he'll come quick

And my young **** be on that dumb shit

And I run his ass down with this drumstick

And I heard your bitch ass tryna run, bitch

My shooter gon' catch like a punt, bitch

MC Hammer, won't let a bitch touch this

I'm shootin' for me

I got them killers, they steppin' for me and they on the roof for me

I slide with that glizzy, they slide with the fifty, you know they gon' troop for me

You think that I'm lyin', everything I spit, you know is the truth for me

This ain't what it used to be, yeah, huh

Damn near be drippin' and dabbin'

Rockin' Givenchy my fashion

Giuseppe steppin' with a passion

Baby, I'm not with the cappin', ayy

That little ****, he actin'

Baby girl, no, I'm not average

In love with the money, I'm married

I'm tryna toss a lil' salad

Tell on my brother, that's a no-no, you don't know me

Can't sell a thing around here, ****, if you owe me

Got the block hot, get it on with us, we hot, oh, they can't hold us

The streets, they can't control us

They can't control us

They can't tame us or tame us

Even though we made it, bitch, they still blame us

Remain the same, that's on my gang, no, we won't change up

No, we won't change up, wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah