[Intro]

(It's Kosfinger, baby)

(Jondior)

[Verse 1: Li Rye]

Spank shit for bronem that ain't here to step on opps with me

Uh, catch an eight in traffic, that's a casualty

I done dropped so many niggas in my city

Can't lie, this shit don't make no fuckin' sense (It's Kosfinger, baby)

Teddy bears and balloons on every block when my niggas spin

[Verse 2: EBK Jaaybo]

Ayy, name a skit you did

Shit get spunky, sometimes you might hit the innocent

Back against the wall, streets'll have you wonderin', "How I'm gon' get through this?"

First time I striped my cleats as an adolescent, Js I didn't miss

I keep Li Rye with me, bro shoot his blick more than he comb his hair

Yeah, I bend they block evеry time with fully, it ain't never fair (Yеah, yeah)

Don't think you wanna pull up to the Gs, demons over there

The malice he was showin' on a drill, they knew he didn't care, yeah

[Verse 3: Li Rye & EBK Jaaybo]

I wish I would've caught another body 'fore I cut the dreads

Lil' bro got him a button and went dummy like he special ed'

They was laughin' like shit funny 'til they brodie got found without a head

I don't like dissin' dead niggas 'less with my own eyes, I done seen him bled

Take my Percocets with lean, fiendin', reminiscin' 'bout Red

Intrusive thoughts inside my evil mind got me layin' shit to bed

Ain't never speak on my cases inside my cell, don't know which one of these niggas fed

Pillow talkin' what got him whacked (Yeah), now he can't take back what he said

[Verse 4: EBK Jaaybo & Li Rye]

Had to twist a nigga cap off, then cut the twisties off

I bet I'll come eliminate the problem if I get involved

Can you tell me how my Glock came with a booty, but got dick and balls?

Ayy, Rye, this bitch sound like, "Grrah, grrat, boom" when I be gettin' off

Got rapper bags, so I can crash the foreign whip, then buy another

Bro love his bitch, so if she cheat, you know Li Rye step on her brother

That been my nigga since a kid, he fuck with suckers, so it's fuck him

Spend racks on oversized designer, the biggest sticks could fit up under, nigga

That body ain't a reputable, then I don't want it, nigga

Bent around the corner like seven times before I smoked the nigga, yeah

Mr. FlyK, since '17, I been on them niggas

Ayy, mob, quit it with the games before I send a blitz

And send another one, I'm with the stupid shit

The judge tryna bang him 'cause on a drill, he show ruthlessness

Spinned they block like a hula hoop with my hooligans

Yeah, yeah, we get the drop, like a U-Haul, we movin' in

[Verse 5: Li Rye & EBK Jaaybo]

Stop the car, I see a nigga twitch, I'm finna shoot again

Opp party, so many fuckin' targets, I don't know who to end

Demon seed, niggas talkin' 'bout stop the violence, who the fuck let Buddha in?

DOA, them niggas died on arrival, ain't get the chance to spin

We'll come through the North all day, we tryna stamp some shit

This South ho droppin' the set, I'm tryna stamp the bitchYeah, yeah, don't need a campfire and a s'more, I'm campin' at his crib

Yeah, I got Wocky in my cup, but this fully sleep a nigga like some Actavis

I seen a sucker out, that nigga ran again

Catch him at his house, then park his load while he backin' in

Got sleazy when they caught him at the store, tagged him and his friend

Wanted his life in my possession for some time, I'm mad it didn't end

Got shot by one of the bros, tryna send a ho gon' get you smacked again

Popped a homie, he ain't see it comin', that's how you do the skit

Ran out on him, now he use a bag, ain't got to send to shit

You never did a drill (Yeah, yeah), I can show you how to do this shit

Them shots fucked up his stomach, so a bag is what he dookie in

Got the paramedics talkin' 'bout, "We're losin' him"

That chop' fucked up his face, can't tell who he is, they confusin' him

Last week, I had a dream, the Percs called and said I'm abusin' them

Fresh out the shop, no less than three days, this bitch hot as fuck, I need a coolant kit

[Verse 6: EBK Jaaybo & Li Rye]

Aight, yeah

Mix J. Jonah with the Blacc, that's real zaza

Mixin' Quise with G5, give me Bruce Lee eyes

Can't tell you details 'bout that skit, just know that he died (Huh?)

Too late for paramedics, them Dracos leave niggas deep-fried

Ain't start actin' like this yesterday, I been this way since I was knee-high

Get stingy when I'm on them skits like, "Brother, he's mine"

[Outro]

(It's Kosfinger, baby)