[Intro]
(313 Mafia)
(313 Mafia)
[Verse 1: ST6 JodyBoof]
Ten ridin' through the city with 'em Strikers and 'em switches
Blizz hopin' out quick, hit a nigga in his fitted
driz back my play with drizzy, I ain't gon' lie he come the quickest
Put my name in a song, yeah, them niggas really bitches
Still promotin' all the violence, I split blood with all of my killers
Took my Mic' and hit the South, I put shit on all 'em bippers
I'm with Drop and he official, like a rush, you blow my whistle
Tap that switch and it's gon' get you, send a diss and we gon' flip you
Too much blood on that nigga, they couldn't even use a tissue
I'm shootin' first, I got a issue, switched the car, swap out the rental
Nigga, fuck Lil Turnt, that nigga got turned Stuart Little
Bitch bad, walk with a jigglе, through my calls, talkin' a riddle
Through my calls, talkin' to CO, tap that P and he gon' fold
And in the spot, I playеd the stove, in the bity, I'm with Tov'
In the bity, I'm with Drop, put a box up on my Glock
[Verse 2: Drop1]
Watch that window, backdoor been closed
Hit the head, pick a pair for 'em like your favorite clothes
Now niggas dead, tell me the plan to get to get the attempt goin'
Knife through the hand, machete man, cut off the tenth toe
Lil' bro a creep, he find that murder game cute
The opps don't spin on us, they only time they killin' in the booth
The bomb left that ass on mute
Them niggas already in a group, but you don't watch the news
We shootin' shit from deep like Timo Cruz (Coach Carter)
You see a opp, done let it bust, I move that white, Hilary Duff
Walk forever, ain't no run, my bitch bad, Natalie Nunn
That 10 go up, you better duck, it ain't no guide to that gun
I know you heard that diss, we made him twitch like Lil Rodney Son
Money on that pussy pillow, got his ass losin' sleep
I gotta hide somethin' in my bitch crib, this shit too much to keep
I'm on pace to go LeBron, he was ballin' for a week
Bought all this shit all by myself, a nigga still want a receipt (Wait)