[Intro]
Hating on my clan, need to listen here
Abracadabra with that ratchet, make you disappear
Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone
Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone
[Bridge]
Why y'all hating on my clan? Need to listen here
Abracadabra with that ratchet, make you disappear
Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone
Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone
[Verse 1]
Still wilding, these bitches love it
Memories and taking pictures of it
Gang face for my name's sake
Never catch me in the same place
Same pistol in the same waist, free throw shots and it's game day
Dynamite like jay-jay, with the brandy like ray-jay
I go banana clips A.K
No vacay, grind everyday
I take shade 'cause I'm all shine
Stay paid and that's all mine
State to state while y'all online
Treat you new school niggas like columbine, yeah
Don't mind cause I'm out of mine, yeah
Still color outside the lines, yeah
I'm the one y'all idolize, you niggas out of time and that's the bottom line, yeah
Something you ain't never seen
Life you only heard about
Liquor's dark and weed is green
Crash, but never burning out
Pull up at the scene and seen everybody turning out
Acting all important, I extort the money, turn around
We can get the burners out, who's tryna go the murder route
Bitches in my business talking shit
Close ya fucking mouth
[Pre-Chorus]
Silence
Don't say another word or there'll be violence
Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens
Closed caskets, funerals and violins
Silence
[Chorus]
Silence
Don't say another word or there'll be violence
Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens
Closed caskets, funerals and violins
Silence
[Verse 2]
What's my motherfuckin name, bitch?
Say it loud, the king is on his throne
Y'all on that lame shit with them same bitches
They already got this bone
Just leave in my zone, blink one time and then I'm gone
Still don't know when I'll be back, but if you need me hit my phone
I be on my coast to coast
Holding post
Smoking dope with multi hoes with open clothes, holding pose
When will I stop, lord only knows
(Silence)
Hustle up, we just tryna get a couple bucks
(Or there'll be violence)
Hush it is up, my crew gone fuck shit up
(Yeah, we still wilding)
Everyday and thus shit won't never stop
(I be profiling)
Ladies love me, it's time to get this (haaa)
All about that dollar bill
Don't kill my vibe, I'm tryna chill
I rep my gang and that's for real
Word to these weapons I conceal
I don't back down, I crack down on everything and put the smack down
Gotta question niggas backgrounds, they all fake, I clap rounds
Don't act wild, this my night, feel the fire from my light
I could make this your highlight, shorty getting down, that's my type
[Bridge]
Why y'all hating on my clan? Need to listen here
Abracadabra with that ratchet, make you disappear
Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone
Be gone and be gone, be gone and be gone
[Chorus]
Silence
Don't say another word or there'll be violence
Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens
Closed caskets, funerals and violins
Silence
Silence
Don't say another word or there'll be violence
Murder scene, yellow tape and sirens
Closed caskets, funerals and violins
Silence