[ Featuring Rob49 ]
Alright, turnt up, not burnt up
Nigga diss on the gang (flexin' on that bitch, hol' up)
Gon' get his dumb ass sent up, nigga
Free the gang, we the gang, nigga, you wanna be the gang (I say)
We'll come R.I.P. your gang (I say, yeah)
Shit, in the trenches, I'm Allah
Nigga, f*ck a Richard Mille, I'm buyin' gats for my guys
When you see your dog die, you gotta pop out and make somethin' cry
Put your mask on, hop in hot cars and go slide, nigga, slide
Nigga, slide, nigga, slide, nigga, slide, nigga, slide
Put your mask on, hop in hot cars and go slide, nigga, slide
Nigga, slide 'til somethin' die, make somethin' cry, yeah, yeah
(Alright, turnt up, not burnt up, nigga diss on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up)
Alright, come on, uh (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, slide, bitch, it's time to go to war, so pick a side
Just got his lo' from a lil', thinkin' with his dick done got him fried (dumbass)
Before this rap, I was spinnin' in hot cars with four-9s (you know that)
I don't play with lil' four-nicks, I put a button on a dime
I went three up on the opps, I'm like D. Wade up in his prime (bitch, I'm up)
I done went on ten plus hits and this was after I got signed (bitch, go ask)
If we slidin' and you hidin', we gon' kill whoever we find
When we bounce, we chase shit down and if he don't, he not my kind (come here)
Bitch, free Three, that's my driver, I done clapped shit with my slime (you know that)
If I get wrapped for that lil' B, I'ma stay quiet and do my time
Let some shots off on Division and they heard that shit on Pine (rrah, rrah, rrah)
He got hit so many times and still alive, it blow my mind, gang (shit, what the f*ck?)
Shit, in the trenches, I'm Allah
Nigga, f*ck a Richard Mille, I'm buyin' gats for my guys
When you see your dog die, you gotta pop out and make somethin' cry
Put your mask on, hop in hot cars and go slide, nigga, slide
Nigga, slide, nigga, slide, nigga, slide, nigga, slide
Put your mask on, hop in hot cars and go slide, nigga, slide
Nigga, slide 'til somethin' die, make somethin' cry, yeah, yeah
Shit, yeah, yeah
He got fried and ain't die, nigga, die, nigga, die (yeah)
Free the guys, niggas can't play with me with no f*ckin' pickin' side (yeah)
Money long, get your guy, make your brother slime you out (brr)
Bro-bro stalkin' shit, make it hard for niggas to post up on the block (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, put your mask on, hop in hot cars, get your drill on, yep (yep)
Brodie ain't no pedophile, but he still get shit touched, yep
Who the youngest turnt niggas on my city? Bitch, it's us (it's us)
Ten mil' with the clip look like a dick, it'll get you f*cked (brr, yeah, uh)
Shit, in the trenches, I'm Allah
Nigga, f*ck a Richard Mille, I'm buyin' gats for my guys
When you see your dog die, you gotta pop out and make somethin' cry
Put your mask on, hop in hot cars and go slide, nigga, slide
Nigga, slide, nigga, slide, nigga, slide, nigga, slide
Put your mask on, hop in hot cars and go slide, nigga, slide
Nigga, slide 'til somethin' die, make somethin' cry, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shit, yeah, yeah (yeah)
