[Intro]

(Damn, AJ, you mixed this? Run that shit back)

My block crazy, brr, brr

TTD baby, crazy

Bodies, bodies

Bodies, bodies (Faygo, this hot as hell)

[Verse]

Wop Block crazy, TTD baby, everybody with me crazy (Crazy)

Been doin' hits, blazin' on that block, bail out and chase him (Fah)

I'm with all killers and takers tryna kill and take (Take)

Switch go off, can't feel your face

Wake up, who gettin' killed today?

Drac' and switch on my lap, one tap'll give you a nap, buddy don't own a strap

I don't condone in that, that's how they mans got clapped, for tryna that bap (Bah, bah, bah)

Instead of sprayin' his gat, ku got whacked in the back

Really under the porch, ain't no runnin' from war

Hit your top, it's more than sore (Brr)

Slidin' back to back, no back and forth

Trappin', clappin' out the porch (Fah)

Body bags, I want some more

Before I lack, increase the score

I can't stop, always on go (On go)

Internet beefin' for thе hoes

Keep shit neat, all we tag is toеs

Bapper rapper got exposed (Fah, fah)

For me and mine I pave the way

John, Wop, Tana, Dre

For them, I get shit out the way

Six shots came up out the eight

Now it's switches and Dracs (Bah, bah), get hit in your face, ain't no gettin' away

First mistake was claimin' Snake, DOA, closed case (Closed case)

In the field since a [?]

Always knew the cost

We always been off (Ha)

Best advice, get lost

Slip and slide and get chalked

They niggas died, new guns I bought

Niggas cried, fuck they losses (Fuck 'em)

We on the opps, hop out and walk then (Brr)

Murderous mentality, fuck all my rivalries (Fuck 'em)

Let off steel happily (Bah)

Go on drills to clap new heat

Pop a pill, then rap new heat

Buddy died, got left in the street (Ha)

He should've tried what he rapped on his beat

Suicide if you clap at me

Do or die, you better not miss it

Rap then lack, I ain't with it

Tana in me, nigga, I ain't friendly, Mr. Bake Your Biscuit (Bah)

Every mission, it's a victim gettin' left in critical condition

Shoot like Tana completin' missions

It's hard to miss, it's all in the wrist

All in your cut, call me Slick

All got sticks, love to blitz

My favorite Mick got caught in the mix

They couldn't believe it, callin' me sick (Damn)

Like blind men, we walkin' with sticks

Get signed in, we hoggin' the Nick (Bah)

(Get signed in, we hoggin' the Nick)