[Verse: CB]

Really on smoke

I ain't gotta lie, man's ruthless, them man there still losin'

Same day broski would've been a bootin'

I got 'round there with two sticks

One wap, I'll juice him, leave him loosin'

Please don't war like Turan

Between me and my nigga GG, we gotta up three, that's proven

When I stabbed his chest, that's minimum GBH with intent, I don't settle for less

Remember when they try do shootin' in ends, so I got 'round there and shot one of them

Would've done it again and again and again

How many times have we left man?

No verbal, no verbal when there weren't no verbal

When we caught one of them

That weren't—, ayy

Ayy