[Intro]

Live shit

It's OLN

You already know niggas can't fuck with the gang

Gang shit

They ain't ready for this shit man

It's bye fucking season

Buy some fucking drugs or fucking bye

Fucking fuck the gang or bye

[Hook: MK]

Sleeping in cars, now we living in some condos

A ten on his neck, call nine on me no rondo

We cutting your grass, but we ain't mowing no lawn tho

Two guns on our waist, but you can't call us James Bondo

We run up a cheque, we flex and finesse

You broke you a pess, two bands worth the rest

Got a glizzy no tec, got a vest still get wet

Going live on your set, it's OLN fuck the rest

[Verse 1: Smiley]

I used to sleep in dirty traps, now i got a condo

I even sleep good now, my dawg had three condos

I cannot slip now, i have two rondos

I was in 11 division, and they were playing rondo

They were playing 9 on me, they wanted me to snitch

Their asking about cancer

Their asking about pezze

Their asking about nice

I don't know those guys

I was telling them lies

They wanted the guys

My plug so lowkey, changes his number every week

Like if you ain't got money, then we cannot speak

MK so live, he lets niggas leak

Like where these niggas, their playing hide-n-go seek

[Hook: MK]

Sleeping in cars, now we living in some condos

A ten on his neck, call nine on me no rondo

We cutting your grass, but we ain't mowing no lawn tho

Two guns on our waist, but you can't call us James Bondo

We run up a cheque, we flex and finesse

You broke you a pess, two bands worth the rest

Got a glizzy no tec, got a vest still get wet

Going live on your set, it's OLN fuck the rest

[Verse 2: Ryda]

Your bitch yeah she know i'm the man

Getting in and out the six with my man

Tryna find a way out the land

With my pockets filled up with a band

Couple guys spent out with my fan

So we can be done breaking up the gram

Tryna make it any way i can

Me and MK kick in doors for the band

Heard you got it we coming in fast

Gon' be lacking get slapped for the band

See the forty put you in the trash

Make you dance cause you scared to get slapped

Yeah, make you dance cause you scared to get slapped, yeah

[Hook: MK]

Sleeping in cars, now we living in some condos

A ten on his neck, call nine on me no rondo

We cutting your grass, but we ain't mowing no lawn tho

Two guns on our waist, but you can't call us James Bondo

We run up a cheque, we flex and finesse

You broke you a pess, two bands worth the rest

Got a glizzy no tec, got a vest still get wet

Going live on your set, it's OLN fuck the rest

[Verse 3: Homie]

They didn't listen to me, i did it all by myself

Never had my hand out, this nigga never needed help

Diamonds dancing Michael Jackson

I've been trapping no relaxing

Trapping 'til we in a mansion

Nine on me no dancing

Please do not lack

We do not allow shit we attack

Going OT and back, spent a couple months in the trap

Twenty eight moved in a day, they ain't trapping they some lames

Them niggas broke they don't save, hunneds all up in my face