[Intro]

Era The Kid

Free the gang, free the O

Brrr, bap

[Verse 1: SJ]

Yo

I just cheffed up him, I'm on the way back laughing

Me and O'Sav been two strike half him, clart him

Back the ting and then bark him

Creeper push the ped and go darg him

[Verse 2: Bandokay]

Get caught on the glide, I ain't tryna hear please

Jheez, cock it, jump out and squeeze

This bad B, loves me and the G's

But I love Elizabeth and she's married to me

[Verse 3: Double Lz]

Fuck putting D in dope

I put S in smoke and I penetrate coats

Call me Tom, I call Turna "Jerry"

The hand-ting jammed near the 22 zone

[Verse 4: Bandokay]

Yo

I'm in the Nizz with this rusty dots

It's long like Grace and big like Ashanti

You don't wanna see S when he's angry

I'm angry too cah thats man's family

I'm on the moped, this knife's not a Stanley

Going on the glide, what block do we fancy?

We're some violent tugs, we're anti-anti

All of our blades are lanky

[Verse 5: Double Lz]

Trip up, trip up, drop and get poked

Woah, I backed my shank on your bro

When the OFB's lurk in a tinted ride

Just know that gang got smoke

Suttin' got bun on the mains, ain't shedding no light

Fuck that, gotta shout big bro

They don't want me to start on the Nine

They're tired, gang done cheffed up loads

[Verse 6: SJ]

I'm in the booth so the hoes get blocked

It's a long night when I grab this dots

When I rise up we're gonna tape off Tops

And when it's light out, we gotta escape from cops

This Samurai come long like me

And if you ain't tryna run, you get chopped in three

This bad B come bad, she's sweet

Be my ROD and hold a mash for me

[Verse 7: Double Lz]

Jump out gang and rise up that dots

Wait, who's them yutes in that block?

Big bro's done with couping up opps

The man ran when they saw this squad

[Verse 8: SJ]

I'm dishing out bare smoke, no cancer

Jump out gang out this van, no Banter

Tryna leave man red like Santa

Clamper, retire my man like Lampard

[Verse 9: Bandokay]

Yo

Me and bro got corn for the haters

They say I'm famous, I'm so bad and dangerous

I'm in the T house making papers

Chop some grub, let's smoke some flavours

[Verse 10: SJ]

Press the nine three times, I ain't calling feds

And if you don't run, get blammed in your head

I'm swinging my shank, aim straight for your chest

I'm back to the trap, trap, mash, get bread

[Verse 11: Bandokay]

You best protect your chest, yes, have your vest

Just buck armed feds, tell bro turn left

Talk on the net but live in the flesh

Gang, gang, get up closer and rip out flesh

[Verse 12: Double Lz]

What about when four got shaved?

Gang went two opp blocks in a day

Add a K on my block, get put front page

He left his bae and didn't feel no way