[Intro]

GMEBE bitch! (fuck fame)

This chicago nigga!

Whaddup [?], Nero bitch!

We smokin' [?] (Gang!)

This is another DJ YoungJD exclusive banger, drop that shit

[Verse 1: Pistol]

All these computer ass niggas on the internet

Nigga face book woof, and insta flex

Go get a nigga face took another nigga stretched

I see some niggas sub tweets so I'm like where they at?

A lotta niggas hoes and them niggas know it

If he a walking stain I'ma check and roll him

I pull up on the opps, with that mac and blow it

And I might just double back right after I reload it

Forty K got that seven he don't fuck around

Boss Kat already on the move and he just touched back down

Lil bro got snatched up for that shit and he ain't make a sound

And now he right back tryna take another man down

Boss Kat he a shooter spot an intruder he blasting them rugers

He blasting Shayla, blasting for Scottie, blasting for Roe he blasting medullas

We drilling and we liking them drillers computers that heat it so sexy it came with a cooler

Charlie out beamer like 2 or 3 rulers I got it in traffic and its only a mutor

My niggas they savage, 4 deep with 4 ratchets in traffic

Tryna see if them niggas all lackin' Dinero like pistol I think we got action

Hopping out and we blasting, you sleeping in the streets and a casket

My niggas so reckless and we slide through your block we gon' wreck shit

Smoking scottie that wet shit, Rolling dutchies don't pass it

All my niggas be cashing , if you broke get a casket

[Verse 2: Allo]

What's up with all these networks especially Facebook

Catch a nigga face to face see how his face look

Don't get your face took

Don't get your face took

I'm on the o block when I post up you know them mops out

Call up Zola that my shooter don't get dropped now

We out here lurking niggas nervous why they hiding out

But all on net talkin' bout that life they not about

Niggas not up on they block pull up flash some shots then come back around

And I won't make a sound, and I won't make a sound

3p keep the drum, ya'll know Murda aim for none he blow a nigga down

And I just bought a brand new chopper

If you want call me we got free smoke make you the topic

Bitch we gang banging getting money this shit ain't nothing

Slide on these chains with the gang bodies dropping

Don't do no boxing if it's problem boojie off 'em

These hoes be stalkin' fuck one time then never call them

Pull up gang playing niggas on they shit

Got perfect shooters when they shoot bitch they don't miss

So you could duck or you get hit

Then I right back smoking mane like oh know shit

[Verse 3: Lil Chief Dinero]

Niggas say they got Macs they talking bout computers

They is not up in this field they is not some shooters

We don't like the network or these computers

When we sliding when we riding Money got the Ruger

If he sneak diss have lil Bravo come and stretch him out

He acting though for these bitches for some fucking clout

I give Boss Kat a large amount and he be at yo house

Jp just bought a new mac go check our body Count

And all my niggas real demons on the low scheming

Pull up in steamers for my shorties while I'm in that beamer

You see me in that beamer best believe I got my nina

It's holding 30 come through flood yo block just like Katrina

If you ain't with us you against us bitch it's fuck the city

Pull up gang we got Macs we got fucking semis

His bitch she on me 'cause she lonely she know I'm that nigga

I'm counting figures pulling triggers trapping in the winter

Scottie dancing in the party for my nigga Scottie

And if you mention Scottie BD bringing out the tommy

They know I'm just like streets with that tool

Bodies on the drive go and ask the news

They like the T smoking mane

Roe block smoking that shit too

[Verse 4: JP Armani]

This here for my niggas on that 4 we grab that tool

For osachella I got 'em just Watch the news

My niggas demons but I'm RoeMo with that tool

Niggas lackin' I'ma sco like sco would do

Up off the scottie with some maine up in the two

Lil roc pour up 6 of that blood that's rohnny Ju

Getting a thousand from features spend that on shoes

Shoe box stanked up in this crib that ain't no schoes

Flex chino box I'm like debo I take yo jewels

No face no case thats yo maine I ain't got no clue

They like Jp doing stains that's what I do

Roe block bitch that's the gang bitch that's the crew

Riding trough the stains with Murda

That's what I call dollar tell Murda