Hold up

Give a fuck what they think about us

My blick know I keep it tucked

The gat know I keep it tucked

I don't give a fuck what they think about me

Fuck what they say about me I don't give a fuck most these niggas green

You know I just hop out with the beam hop out with the ruler boy it got length

I'm just trying hop out on some shit cause they bleed just like how I bleed

Make em' bleed how I bleed

Make em' cry how I cried I don't gve no fucks

You know I just hop out out the cut hop out with that beam boy leave em' stuck

Why the fuck you switch up everybody change niggas switched up

Yeah

We ain't no crash outs or yn's we just us

If that nigga tell twelve then he dyin' it's a must

If that bitch said some they was lying bro trust

Junkie tried to run off me and bro call him "Bite the dust"

Call him "Bite the stick"

Make him bite the stick turn his ass to runts

If he talk down on the gang might as well be done

And I ain't gone say shit bout his dead i'm a make him one

Hold up

Give a fuck what they think about us

My blick know I keep it tucked

The gat know I keep it tucked

Hold up

Give a fuck what they think about us

My blick know I keep it tucked

The gat know I keep it tucked