Released on June 13, 2019

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[Intro: MaxThaDemon & Ciggy Black]

911, 911

911, 911

911, 911

Grrah, baow, baow, baow

Gllt-boom-boom-boom

Gltt, grrah, grrah

[Verse: MaxThaDemon & Ciggy Black]

I be taking souls

Shots at his top now his body is freezing cold

Fuck attempts if you looking for pitaroll

Shot after shot, up my boys, take a heater, ho

Once again and I'm friends with the paramedics

Osama my babies is father [?]

Bodies drop on the tape when we clappin him

They panic, em' shots make em' dividend

Tryna look in his face he a dead man

If he don't drop I'ma aim for his head then

We up so them boys never keeping up

Hit ups at school have the janitors clean em up

No revenge when I'm shootin first

Like voodoo, the schoolers, this glizzy gon' make a verse

Get low and return fire

Niggas red like they play wire

Yo' mans he got fried you get layed next

Glove on my hands when I'm shootin thats latex

No moving that boy he gon lay stretch

No recognizing no part of his face left

I'm on Osama time, spin a block in the Wraith

Suicide when I'm dropping by


[?]

Maxthademon no reason start squeezing on lethal straps

Want smoke then I'm callin' up Dre Dre

Up in the flock and It's ripping like beyblades

Spin here then we spinnin the same day

Catch one of yours and its lookin like payday

On call like I'm good rich


[?]

Penetrate when the glizzy kick

Out of bounds [?] get to switching shit

See us got his face stuck

His mom found his body he dead with his face up

All this spinnin' the oppas must hate us

Smokin his body [?]

Dre Dre double O he [?]

[?] do the same thing

Back to location and the set dropping

On ten toes, have em bedrocking

Same chop with the same clip

Only need one round bodies drop and his face lit

No rush cause we patient

Mad bills for the opps no response from the patient

Yeah we terrorizing [?] we mobbing the street

Mr. Black up and crazy White

Undercovers they fishin' [?]

How you talkin' in messages

When this chop start ringing I can't get a answer back

Couple shots tell em answer that

They be running like Rick no miss we gon blam his back

If you ever opposed us

You get put in the freeze like some cold cuts

Look, on opp territory like daycare

We packin' chops like its lunchables

[?] I ain't sayin' names

Most of y'all got booked came out on the same day

Change his head like a barber do

If you dont trust me just read up the articles

If you grabbing [?]

Crack his head like a cashew

Grrra, bow, bow, bow


[?]

And nobody getting back

Everybody getting choked up

Now his mom trynna see her son

But her baby skin cold face hole and the deed is done

Dismiss all the witnesses

Mad men and reporters get clipped for the [?]


[?]

[?] casket blast

Skin white so you thought it's sweet

Till I'm spinnin with the guys hop out where the demons tweak

All the guys and them bodies droppin

If you not outside get the demons yeah y'all be flocking

Man down while your mommy watching

Don't know who to hit, spin through like I'm holiday shopping

911, 911, spin through the opps and its terrorism

911, 911, spin through the opps and its terrorism

911, 911

911, 911

Bruce lee when the choppa kick


[?]

911, 911