[Chorus]

Look, get a chance and I'm takin' us out

Out bendin for days 'cause nobody safe, put a switch in the back of his mouth

Out huntin' for brains, we really insane, my 9ers ain't spinnin' for clout

Got big brother fame, I'm still in the trenches, I don't care about makin' it out

The nigga had ran too fast, we caught him outside, put a switch in the front of the street

Niggas say they be outside, but when switches collide, they dead and ain't nowhere to be

We'll go post on the 9, just me and lil' Nalli With a chop and fifty a piece

We don't even gotta go slide 'cause niggas been dyin', you don't know, go look in thе streets

[Verse]

Four niggas pop out cuts, you can't even duck, my shorties likе walkin' on feet

Don't even test your luck 'cause we bailin' out trucks, dude died in the back of a V

Y'all ain't even gettin' no bucks, we out broad day, finna put a young nigga to sleep

Talk to my button, you know I ain't goin', we lookin' for opps, we ain't pushin' no peace

Three had died, now they don't slide, we all through the B, where the fuck is they at? (Them boys ain't on shit)

He had fell, his mans had trip, we shoot at the crowd, now we smokin' new packs

Bail out and aim at his biscuit, he beefin' with us, so he must wanna be a new thrax

I don't even wanna say shit 'cause you niggas been dyin', suit up and we comin' in black

Bang-out all on the L, the jakes hit the block, I'm tellin' lil' Switchy to scratch

Hit a few blocks with my slimes, he ran from that button, 23 rise and ready to tap

I don't even gotta go drill 'cause my 9s in the back tryna see where these fuck niggas at

Last nigga got popped up for some shit they stole (Come on, man), but we don't even talk about that (Niggas be runnin')

We was lookin' for hats all summer, Shamari got hit with a pink switch

And niggas only come to the 9 without callin' no phones 'cause they know how we do shit

And niggas was stealin' them pipes, so we clappin' you up if you got somethin' do with it

And we comin' through drillin' shit up, if a nigga talk crazy, I swear I'ma lose it

I'm 9 block raised, if a nigga want smoke, just come to the 9 where we at

Spinnin' through blocks, just me and rap with a fifty and a chop, what you know about that?

You ain't never hit they hood and blew your glee, one fell and the other got whacked

You ain't never walked on feet tryna bump your heat, blew first and the opps shot back

We be hittin' they block and callin' they phone, so how is we duckin' the rec?

21 button, we all on the B (Come on), first nigga pop out, that's the one we stretch (Brrt)

We don't even shoot out cars, we like on feet, bail out, this somethin' like tag

Come on, come on (Niggas ain't on shit)

[Chorus]

Look, get a chance and I'm takin' us out

Out bendin for days 'cause nobody safe, put a switch in the back of his mouth

Out huntin' for brains, we really insane, my 9ers ain't spinnin' for clout

Got big brother fame, I'm still in the trenches, I don't care about makin' it out

I don't care about makin' it out (You know that)

The nigga had ran too fast, we caught him outside, put a switch in the front of the street

Niggas say they be outside, but when switches collide, they dead and ain't nowhere to be

We'll go post on the 9, just me and lil' Mo with a chop and fifty a piece

We don't even gotta go slide 'cause niggas been dyin', you don't know, go look in the streets, nigga, get off my dick (Brrt)

[Outro]

Fuck all the opps, man

Fuck 108, fuck 8 block

Fuck Izzy 'nem, fuck 745

Fuck all them dead ass— man, come on

Fuck all the opps