[Intro]
Belt Gang shit
Uh-huh
RIP Jumpout
Just got picked up
This shit all fake, this shit ain't real
I'm on the box
[Chorus]
On house arrest, they said I can't be 'round no gang members (Uh-huh)
I wasn't happy dog survived, but he on painkillers
I just was backseat with a Drac', now I'm payin' niggas (For real)
I'm finna cut my tether off, he think I'm playin' with him
Indicted, feds tryna put a strap on me (Fed case)
Gang, you don't wanna buy this Glock, it got a hat on it
Bitch know I'm front line, she threw it back on me (I'm RealRich)
Opps got brodie fighting the chair, he went and sat on 'em (Nigga)
[Verse]
Industry, still In the streets, but I don't diss niggas (At all)
Up an M, like J Mane, bitch, it hit different
Cute, but she left hеr ass at home, I like thick bitches (Thick hoеs)
Just gave a ten to every Belt that went on hits with me (Nigga)
Drillin', I just slapped a fifty in and took the standard off (Brrt)
I'm hangin' up, my opp just called me with his camera off (Pussy)
It's on, boy, you better pick a side, we knock randoms off (Uh-huh)
They just found that nigga dead, now his family lost
He been sweet since I was sixteen (Get it?)
Fourth habitual, get convicted, I'm doin' fifteen (Years)
Walk around with dirty money, but the 'fit clean (I'm trim)
Bro like Jordan in the hood, he on his sixth ring (Nigga)
Faced an app, we just give his ass a headstone (Hah)
Securus hits, they finna blitz him through a jail phone (Nigga)
Install the catcher on the chop, now the shells gone (Brrt)
Offed a rat, ain't nobody for him to tell on (Rat)
This shit ain't happen overnight, I had to work for it (Uh-huh)
Erase my phone, they tryna execute a search warrant
Gang sent an open from the yard, I threw a verse on it (Free the Belts)
Last drill, I left the chop and put the brrt on 'em
[Chorus]
On house arrest, they said I can't be 'round no gang members (Uh-huh)
I wasn't happy dog survived, but he on painkillers
I just was backseat with a Drac', now I'm payin' niggas (For real)
I'm finna cut my tether off, he think I'm playin' with him
Indicted, feds tryna put a strap on me (Fed case)
Gang, you don't wanna buy this Glock, it got a hat on it
Bitch know I'm front line, she threw it back on me (I'm RealRich)
Opps got brodie fighting the chair, he went and sat on 'em (Nigga)