Me and my young, all we like to do is get money He on my spray shot, 64 Shots between us, can't miss, bro, I killed him Oh, he ain't here, I'ma beat a two He ain't have the same look Wire got one too, this is not the same truck Get your homies, we can dial another G T.J. on our, today it's our team intake We just pulled up another eight, bro, I hate On rat hole, start actin' fake forever My brother keepin' me in dreads We literally blew shit down on my kids Y'all, you gotta chill, might as well step in Every time we touch, you, too FN Just call us the best friends, y'all can fully put in work Then subtract fan art and then bleed and murder All these, get a four I'm the never fall in love type, cuz, right Cookin' up, usin' two pots and then thug like I was just drinkin' cool shots But y'all look like, brrraaah How much you gon' turn for that ninnen in the neck? All I know is disrespect, nigga They been in the field, you gotta wear them, hmm They ain't doin' no drills I never call you to do this They'll never call you a shooter How the fuck we all get into it? How the fuck my dog in the movie? Fully automatic 4-5, it's not a Uzi Still gon' blow it, nigga, I don't give a fuck Half of the city told Taz go to Hudson I ain't never show no sign of a... Tell me y'all want it We can get it Still on the corner, missin' Fenton over Riz Me and my young All we like to do is get money Killed him, spray shot Sixty four shots between us Can't miss, bruh, I killed him Oh, he ain't dead R.I.P. to T, he ain't have the same look Wire got one too, this is not the same truck Get your hoe dead, speakin' down on the G T.J. on a... in the S13 And it's eight, we just pulled up another eight Bruh, I hate when a rat hoe start actin' fake Forever, my brother keepin' me in dreads We literally blew... down on my kids