[Intro]

(2wo2imes)

Yeah man, you already know how the fuck we rocking nigga

RSG shit nigga

Rich slime nigga

Putting niggas in bags, nigga

You know how the fuck we rocking

Yeah

Bodybag gang nigga

Yeah

[Verse]

I put the ice on my slugs

I'm on gangway and I'm sipping on mud

Glock .43 in the club

I got a shooter with me, got that slug

All of my killers bang blood

Got his ass shot right in front of the club

I used to work for a plug

Took his ass off cause' he wasn't showing love

I'm from the streets, I'm a thug

Run in a nigga house and you know I'm using gloves

Shot his ass, now he got holes in his lungs

House like a pawn, man the way we got guns

I say what I want, I'm not biting my tongue

I shot his ass up, now his partner gon' run

X his ass out for them funds

Got his ass found in the back of the slums

I had the pounds and I turned it to crumbs

You know that I'm strapped, I'm not shooting no one's

AR-15 with that drum

I'm at the pawn spending racks on them guns

I'm from ClayCo, man you know whеre I'm from

Got some young shooters, man all of thеm young

On the block trapping til' I see the sun

Brodie got robbed right in front of his son

I had the fire on me since I was young

Got a new plug and he sending them tons

Spanish plug and he treat me like his son

All of my choppers got hundred round drums

All of my pistols got fifty round drums

My shooters go skitz, man they shoot shit for fun

How the fuck you out but you ain't got bond?

Three or four traps, and my shit got alarms

Bitch set your ass up while you acting [?]

Stick in the bag and it's Louis Vuitton

Feel like I'm Sosa, I'll get your ass gone

So many traps man I move like a [?]

All of my young niggas strapped, yeah they armed

On the top floor and I'm smoking on strong

My shooters gon' ride if I'm wrong

Double down sticks on me and I'm on bond

I cut my grass, I had snakes in my lawn

I run in your trap, man you better be gone

Three or four straps on me like I'm James Bond

Got a new stick and it's shooting so strong

Your bitch a fan, man, she know all my songs

I got the racks on me, look like I'm on

Tats on my face and my arm

Double down, man you know I can't be wrong

Try to play tough, you get shot in front your mom

Back to back 'woods, I don't smoke out no bong

Got a white bitch and she blonde, ay

I got the bomb on me like I'm Sadam

I drop the bag, I'm gon' get your ass gone

Try to steal from me, I cut off your arm

Foreign bitch with me, she rocking McQueen

Got the bitch trapping, now she want a scene

Know I'm on the block, I'm serving the feinds

I'm getting money and selling them dreams

Compact nina and that shit in my jeans

All of my niggas, they toting machines

I'm in Brooklyn and I'm sipping on lean

Make your ass disappear like I'm Houdini

I'm a Jefe yeah that shit in my genes

I feel ike Jordan with that .23

Feel like Bompton when we banging them B's

All these damn bricks, now I'm filling the streets

All my killers, yeah they playing for keeps

Got a P90 and that shit in reach

Plug from Cali' and he live by the beach

Jefe Sito man I'm trapping like Meech

Dumb ass nigga, he got ate like a feast

I got some young shooters, they RSG

Get your ass shot up and left in the street

That 59-41, know what I bleed

Off them pills, now I can't sleep

I cut the tie and I kept that shit brief

All of my niggas gon' shoot for the team

My niggas gon' go if you talking about beef

All through the week they gon' creep

Shot 'em close range, now it's blood on my sneaks'

Bodybag gang, we put niggas 9 feet

Got hundred round drums if you tryna' come deep

Got your bitch and she a freak

Niggas want beef but them niggas too weak

Shot his as up, he got hit with the heat

7.62's knocked him off his feet

Diamonds on me and they drip like a sink

Three to four shooters hopping out the Jeep

Powered up, yeah I'm moving like a chief

Real slime shit, I shoot you for them P's

Pushing up back to back in Suv's

On the block serving right in front of police