[intro]

Cito

1738 nigga

[Verse]

Sukkahs talkin on the net. We strictly in the streets. Niggas said they on my head I got this .23 I got lead for anybody claiming they want the beef. My vision red I felt them demons coming after me. It’s really real we in the field tryna click the steel. We move in traffic then I’m crackin at his lemon peel. Full automatics 10 seconds that’s an easy drill (full automatics 10 seconds that’s an easy drill)

I really walk up in yo hood I ain’t the average (huh)

And best my money to the gang just grab a couple drums I’m tryna see this nigga brains broke up in the blunt. FEDS lurkin gotta pivot when you on the clock. Niggas out here droppin names but never drop the shell. I’m movin Sukkas out the hood can’t you already tell? Free the (ups ?) shit if I could I’d drop the bail. And send that boy (lil Lima ?) straight to hell. And for that ( not sure what was said) in the street kiss yo momz goodbye cause this the last you’ll ever hear before the lullaby. Lay yo ass right next to bro I’ll have in the candle light.. these big gas really cappin out the (funk?) they really do or die. But I ain’t lettin off of nothin I’m with all the smoke drop a hunnid on they block and throw that shit to bro they slap another hundred in it and we gonna (drive some more?) I know this shit ain’t ever hit but I ain’t trippin hoe. And that’s a how cause that’s exactly what these niggas in. Avoid the babies and the ladies shit outside is [?] you ain’t no killer if you only slidin off the gin. When shit get realer you gonna find who your partners in. They put yo brother on the teevs still ain’t slid yet. Come jump up out the porch and get yo shit wet. Niggas carry they ain’t ever take a piss test. Let us sizzle on the barrel that’s a trip (check?) (bless university this year turn (something)?) to an issue. Latin in the casket gang yellin they gon miss you. Tossin all these rats but keepin it confidential claiming they (actin?) static the reaper gonna come and get you