[Verse 1: S'Kizzy]
S kizz get cash
Been in the block seen bare niggas dash
Come in a ding dong man turn flash
Drop on an opp just call up bro
Splash man down with the 1 5 ramz
Splash on a minor sounds getting grabbed
20 man deep but I had my splash
If you're on me should've done me there
If you're on me man I dont give a toss
Sweets in the mash like candy floss
No wetter on me cause I still get rock
YK in OT still slanging them rocks
Man lurk in the field like thots
3KY JT still sitting in the dots
Tryna hit them stains for a box
Man got things parked off in the block
Trap trap now the stack come larger
Put things in the heads like barber
Suck mans pack with the gang bare laughter
Gang or Ku with a guy that's Sparta
Stepped in your block like karma
Them boy they run Mo Farah
Them man come soft we harder
Girl talk crud man punch up your father
[Verse 2: SL]
I knew this goon way before you
Now this good yute turned rebel
Swear I catch him chilling lisping the misses
Doing up Hansel and Gretel
Gyal I sound too cold, baby I know
These niggas ain't on my level
I heard Rambo smacked him niggas stop acting
Them man there get a medal
I don't really mess with the roads
I'm a silvers guy but I don't mind booze
Say you're onto the crew
Man lift up my shoe then boot
Say you're onto my friend tell them come again
These guys can't beef my goons
Like here we go again try smoking your blem
And your bros still catting for a 2s
Trap boy, I'm on trap mode from the get-go
Niggas say that they get dough, they just text hoes
They don't make dough
Trust me I'll get your head blown if you test bro
Cutting thru them valley sides with the best crow
But the amni's had to get ghost
[Verse 3: TR]
Get loose and SK nothing but dingers
Hacks and Ls that's nothing but chingers
9s got loud and pack and spinners
25 T and that's nothing but winners
The opps couldn't manage shit bootings we perfect our stabbings like
3JT he was mashing, cooler than crooks for doing some damage
How are you proud family, when you're only dealing with pennies
Trap and splash, get them readies or I'll finesse me a belly
And the mandem do get messy
No way I'm talking about Lionel
Skilled on the pitch, I'm ready to go on point shots that's vital
She's giving top, hold up stop I swear my man was kissing
I was on the clock, serving the shots, trapline won't stop kicking
Swerve on your block, lurk with the pop but my bro love dippings
We swerving from cops, the ends is hot
You can hear the car all skidding
You can hear the car all skidding
But F Wizz controlled it
My YG's rolling, PCXs and you know all of them stolen
TY in cut thru in a cut thru
YK and Loose on a R1
These niggas shooting doors and windows
I promise they don't wanna see our drums
Bow