[Intro: C0ldgame]

Nigga, aye

RIP L, nigga

200 (Link+Up)

[Verse 1: C0ldgame]

Aye, don't play with me, boy, I play with Ks

Look, I been in that field, he been out the way

I seen my bag get out of shape so I started running plays

Turning down what? Nigga, please, I been running fades, aye

Dropped on his spot so now he finna play

My bitch from out the way and she do all the things that I say

I put extensions in my GLOCK like your dookie braid

You run into a sucker, call the gang then we come out to play

I got more acc with this AR like fuck a baby K

My niggas pulling nutties on niggas banging that Baby Case

Aye, you niggas sweeter than some Baby Ray's

I'm drilling for the cause and you not, we just ain't the same

Don't push up on him, lil Sleaze, he bе pistol packing

Blow him like a whistle, that's a foul, .40 cal be hacking

I put 200 on my facе, bitch, I'm never flagging

I popped a sucker, ain't said nothing, ain't no need for bragging

That bitch a faggot, no capping, I had to leave her stranded

Breaking hoes a habit, she got it, lil Sleazy gotta have it

Bounce out and brandish then blap it, my shooters really active

Catch 'em out in traffic and smack 'em then celebrate the damage

They took L but it's okay, they better take me next

Don't let me creep up close, on my brother, I'm making a mess

Fully switch on every gleek, this bitch got Tourette's

New niggas come around and get put to the test

Shots hit his neck, like vodka I'm tryna burn his chest

2 Letters do it best, I could bang it, you better check the stats

I had to distance myself 'cause niggas fuck with rats

If you ain't ready for a life sentence then just back back

It's bad bad, four nicky bark like a Scat Pack

Louis backpack, when she leave she bring a bag back

She chose Sleaze, I told her send it through Cash App

Your baby moms a slut, she send me nudies on Snapchat

For L it's up like a ceiling

Gang violence, swear to god I fell in love with the drilling

Forty be kicking, catch me outside like a picnic

Finger be itching, it's up like a ceiling, nigga

[Interlude: C0ldgame & Ace Rico]

Yeah, these niggas know what time it is, nigga, stop playing with me

I'm back, nigga (Sleaze, what's happening?)

On the homies, nigga, RIP L, long live L (Huh?), nigga

[Verse 2: Ace Rico]

Ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I got choppers for the beef (I got choppers)

Fuck a BabyKane and, nigga, fuck a BBG (Fuck them niggas)

Copped a baby Drac, it's a fully on every gleek (I got a fully)

I'm back out the way, I been bending blocks all week

Nigga, you was in the house when we was setting demonstrations

And we killing any nigga that's affiliated (Fuck them niggas)

This 26, it done got me out some sticky situations

Drum kit on this bitch, this is not for decoration

Fifty on me, fuck I look like fighting, nigga? (I got fifty on me)

What I just did, could've got a life sentence

Ain't no telling with this shit, I still might get it

It is what it is, bitch, that's just how I'm living (I don't give a fuck)

Aye, Sleaze, tell these niggas run they bag

All these tats on my face, I gotta mask up

Shit, you only popped a nigga, you ain't bag nothing (You ain't bag nothing)

And if you ever catch me slipping niggas better down me

Like five-O, we'll have your house surrounded

And if that nigga ain't a shooter he ain't staying around me

Quick to wet a nigga block like a water fountain

[Outro: Ace Rico]

Niggas know how we coming through, nigga