[Chorus]
Came with the squad and they do what I say
Bitch niggas round me I reckon they gay
Seen a bad bitch now I’m getting some play
Living my life like I stay in the bay
Seen a fine bitch now I’m shooting my shot
We stay in the trenches, we never get caught
Hoe nigga snitching like fuck what you taught?
Shooters in traffic yo life gone be bought
Dub that same bitch all her friends told me stop it
Got a 12 gauge nigga don’t make me cock it
Don’t fuck with me all my shooters on mobshit
You better think twice before we treat you like bop-it
Finally got bread and a young nigga not lame
Fuck with the mob and that choppa gone flame
You on the bench, I’m on top of the game
And I’ll never switch up I’ll be acting the same
[Verse 2: 74]
Never switch up I be actin the same
74 shots Ima take out his brain
Claim u my bro but you really not gang
They tried to clown me don’t get in the game
Nigga gone die if he touching my chain
Selling his soul not getting no fame
I’m bout my chickens i trap out the canes
Cashing my checks and the bank know my name
Running the block bitch work like Spongebob
Two thick bitch wanna lick my door knob
New rich shit bank roll get big knots
Whole gang lit call us the new mob
Catching and playing I’m running the pack
New white bitch ima' beat in her back
Oj Simpson I’m killing the cat
Don’t play that new shit you know that shit wack
[Verse 3: Lamar}
I sipping on lean, you sipping on soda
You a little bitch and I am a soldier
Once you start talking get put in a folder
I Aim for yo head, it fall off your shoulders
Niggas don’t know how to stay in they lane
I got the toolie I let it go bang
Run up on me, you got marks like you Aang
Niggas keep talking, my choppa it sang
Free my nigga yeah he locked in them chains
[Chorus]
Came with the squad and they do what I say
Bitch niggas round me I reckon they gay
Seen a bad bitch now I’m getting some play
Living my life like I stay in the bay
Seen a fine bitch now I’m shooting my shot
We stay in the trenches, we never get caught
Hoe nigga snitching like fuck what you taught?
Shooters in traffic yo life gone be bought
Dub that same bitch all her friends told me stop it
Got a 12 gauge nigga don’t make me cock it
Don’t fuck with me all my shooters on mobshit
You better think twice before we treat you like bop-it
Finally got bread and a young nigga not lame
Fuck with the mob and that choppa gone flame
You on the bench, I’m on top of the game
And I’ll never switch up I’ll be acting the same