[Intro: TG Flockaa]

Uh-huh, gang

Suck my dick, nigga

Yeah, I'm throwin' the Frank, pussy

Y'all niggas know what's up

[Verse 1: TG Flockaa]

Me and Huntaa, we really on timin'

Niggas be pussy and they ain't even slidin'

Call up Pdot, he ready for violence

Kenzo be fixin' niggas like some pliers

I said, "This shit is real like The Wire"

We leave him flat like a tire

In the booth, ain't no way I get tired

How you love me? Bitch, you a liar

I said, "I'm really with the shits"

Niggas pussy and they never hittin' shit, like

I mean, look at the differencеs

Niggas died, they ain't evеn spinnin' shit, like

But me? Hah, always post on that block

Ain't give a fuck about none of the opps

Niggas be pussy, they won't let it flock

Internet duckin', that shit need to stop

I be the nigga that's totin' the chop

Buss' of a 10 and go look for the opps, like

Told bro, "Make this left"

I'ma hop out on the side of they 'jects

We doin' shit that they not gon' expect

Heard they was chillin' right there on the bench, like

Come from both sides

We gon' wrap this shit up like a bow tie

Tell the truth to my niggas, I won't lie

Niggas always be thinkin' they won't die

Got my gun, I'ma shoot him in both eyes

I'ma make sure that lil' nigga don't cry

Like, it's TG

A lot of niggas wanna see me

Well, tell them, "Come and catch a Fiji"

Off a perky, this shit feel like 3D

I can't eat with these niggas, they greedy

I'd rather stay in my own lane

'Cause these niggas really be no names

I said, "I might just hop out the OJ"

Do what I do and I ain't sayin' no names

I might just hop out the OJ

Do what I do and I ain't sayin' no names

I hit a lick and I cash out

Y'all niggas pussy, y'all never gon' back out

Kenzo gon' slide with the strap out

Beat up the pussy, I'm makin' her tap out

I said, "I would just roll, blow her back out"

I pop the 30, I hope I don't pass out

Bitches outside with they ass out

These bitches want me and my niggas to act out, gang

[Verse 2: Huntaa]

This lil' nigga Rich, he a do-bad

Really got 5, throw [?] at his durag

Yo, Pdot, they know that we too tact'

Run up with your mans, you gon' [?]

Free Wes 'cause woulda' been three

Up it and flame it, [?]

See an opp, then we hop out the Jeep

Sevv4K, niggas' bars be weak

And I'm with the 5's

My [?] gon' hit you, then roll up a hundred times

Plus, I'm with the Spect', my bros gon' ride

I'm big 6Sev, screamin', "Layo," 'til I die

Like, bro said no names

Two niggas got shot, they was cryin' the whole day

My niggas spinnin', we was on every day

Free the bro Wes, on the set, we just pray

[Verse 3: Kenzo Balla]

Fuck the talkin', I'm tired of the chat

Spin the block just to see where they at

The first one I see, that's an opp, he get whacked

Told my 'ooters, "Take him off the map"

Hop out, head tap, leave him on his back

Mops out, put extensions on the MAC, like

These niggas, they not movin' tact', like

They boomin' us, we boomin' back, like

Just hit the block 'cause it's down with the sitchy

I told TG, "Let's spin and get busy"

Step in the function, the Ewokks is with me

Call some 'Rillas and a couple Crippies

No, we not ballin', not that boy a bixty

Spin through on demon time, they runnin' Ricky, like

These niggas wish they could get with me, like

Don't want that bitches, I'm too picky, like

Balla, he with me, let's spin through the back block

He start flockin', I let off the last shot

Pdot, he shoot until he see a dead opp

Caught him lackin', hit him with a chest shot

Jdot, he uppin', tryna catch a head shot

[?] the 4'zz, we geekin', tryna bend blocks

On LV, we parked up, we ready

Put on my gloves then I load up the Chevy

Told these pussy niggas not to test me

I'ma start buggin', shootin' 'til it's empty

Bitch, I'm a demon, that's why niggas envy

Danny hopped out, we had leave a renty

On demon time, we talkin' Jackie

Clickin' on opps, I swear that make me happy

And it's fuck them niggas, they ain't on shit

Pop me two perkies, now I'm on my bullshit

[Verse 4: Pdot Savv]

I be rappin' so I keep a burner

Catch me a 4'zz, yeah, it's gon' be a murder

I be chillin', but I'm still a turn up

KDub and Dummy, yeah, they gettin' burned up

Hollows hit him and rip him like tissue

I don't need chop if my guys too official

I can't go out like none of these opp niggas

Sha Gz, you a bum, you on cock, nigga

Bend her legs, she just roll on my dick now

Got no money, you need to go sit down

Catch 'em lackin', this shit gon' go, "Grrt, grrt"

This shit gon' go, "Grrt, pow"

[Outro: Pdot Savv]

Gang, free Wes, nigga

The fuck is a, "Glahh glahh"