Released on August 26, 2024

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[Intro]

Chris, you know I'm 'bout to have fun with this one, right?

Look


[Chorus]

I say ounce after ounce, half after half

Gun after gun, stash after stash

Branch off on them niggas, watch how niggas get mad

And when a nigga fall off, that's when niggas get glassed


[Verse 1]

Street smart, raised by the best, nigga I was showed a lot

Thirteen years old, was holdin' down that yola spot

With M.G. and Mil 'n shit, we was tryna build some shit

Grandpops was booked, they say he was out here killin' shit

My uncle Joe [?] carjacking, out here stealin' shit

[?] car crackin', got me for that rack, he a bitch

Gray hunnid grams now, fuckin' with that tan now

Fuck a couple thou', I'm tryna make a hunnid bands now

Sacrifice my life, look momma, I'm a man now

Gotta feed my kids, gotta look out for my fam now

Sorry granny damn, but I can't work for Uncle Sam now

I only got one chance so I gotta take that stand now

Hangin' with them thugs, gangbanging in my blood

Just got into it ovеr some bangers with my cous'

L's for the 28, [?] said it's a nicе number

We got them shits comin' in, it's gon' be a nice summer


[Chorus]

I say ounce after ounce, half after half

Gun after gun, stash after stash

Branch off on them niggas, watch how niggas get mad

And when a nigga fall off, that's when niggas get glassed


[Verse 2]

Scale after scale, sale after sale

[?] a livin' blessing 'cause his head took a cell

Man, just listen and be slow to speak, that's just what was told to me

The Lord be watchin' over me, no shackle, they can't hold the G

Twelve knockin' on the door, they tryna get ahold of me

Cross your nigga for that bitch, you should wear a rosary

Cup after cup, Xan after Xan

Lick after lick, scam after scam

Two-faced ass nigga, I ain't tryna shake no hands

I ain't tryna make no friends, I'm in this shit to win

Sin after sin, prayer after prayer

Fuck a lotta hoes, got a lotta haters

Niggas want me knocked, let's see if they complete the mission

Fourty ride with me and my trigger finger keep on itchin'

Lord please forgive him for all the crimes he keep comittin'

But the world is cold and the motherfuckin' streets is sickly


[Chorus]

I say ounce after ounce, half after half

Gun after gun, stash after stash

Branch off on them niggas, watch how niggas get mad

And when a nigga fall off, that's when niggas get glassed