[Intro: Murda B & Nas EBK]
Suck my dick bitch grrah
Grrah like what suck my dick
Like grrah like what grrah grrah
Gor on the track bitch
Smoking all deads
Grah
Ah
[Verse 1: Nas EBK]
Trendsetters we setting a trend
Me and Mhady we throwin like 10
Imma keep squeezin' this shit leave a [?]
Got some shit that will make you run to ya friend
This the end
Got a Glock with a .30, you need that shit to extend
She tryna fuck, I'm tryna link
Bend it over her leg on the sink
Late nights, shit getting scary
Red dot ballin’ like Larry
She a virgin I pop in her cherry
And our guns automatic just like [?]
Why she want me to come to the telly?
Wе cannot talk you ain't gang and that’s heavy
Bend her ovеr, put dick in her belly
Nut in her mouth but she swallow like heavy
[Verse 2: Murda B]
Murda B she gon back up the sitch
Spin through the 8 anybody get hit
Do the dash just to empty the clip
How the fuck do you shoot a shot, I think you missed
You shittin' on niggas, leavin' niggas pissed
All these bitches keep doing my dick
When I catch you on Ruby, it's lit
Imma shoot at your boy he got poked on he tripped
Yeah I'm pretty I'm holdin' this knock
When I back up the Tec anybody get flocked
They say "Murda she always on hots", I was lookin to throw it in front of the cops
When opp bitches see me, they stop and they freeze
Tryna leave a nigga on his knees
Fuck a G, let it squeeze
Shoot at a nigga till he dying, bleed
[Verse 3: Set Da Trend]
Spinnin' through Mitch
I'm tryna leave that boy dead by the pool, Setty
You know I really go kuu, spin it
Before they thought it was cool
Go against me then you bound to just lose, Andy
I gotta stay with a tool
12 shots, line that boy right on the news
She ain't my honey, I call her my boo
Damn she want me to beat it
Imma just slap that, opp thot
Imma just fuck her and pass that
Poppin’ these percs’ I can't go like that last pack
Speed in the alpha and I almost crash that
I can't wait 'till I run into Winter
Imma send that bitch right up to Charlie
Stay with a Barbie, she totin' on Nicki
How many shots in the G, I got plenty
[Verse 4: Nas Ebk, Murda B & Set Da Trend]
Grrah, big EBK bitch I'm back in my mood
Tryna run in that V and I’ll oot
5th to the O's yeah they know what I do
Free Kay Flock go kuu with the deuce
If I'm just getting started, then why would I lose?
If I bend through that block, imma click on that 2
We don't fuck with them niggas that rap about [?]
I never follow the rules
Stop with the bluffin' and go with your move
Drilly gang we don't fuck with them dudes
I used to hang out the rebel and oot
Murda B, I know she up it for me
EBK, he always clutchin' for me
Don't need nobody, I up it myself
Face shot, send him up top, no shelf