Ayy, ayy, G Block baby, niggaYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahHow do it f
3 hours agoAria v1
Ayy, ayy, G Block baby, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How do it feel knowin' that your homies dyin' over nothin'
Swing that baby ARP all in public
Since thirteen I been steppin', yeah, walkin' niggas down, showin' no remorse
Caught me one that never leave the house, you still ain't leave the porch
The Drac' s***t niggas, you ain't heard about the last nigga that I did?
Weird, on granny, I left two victims
Hop out the strike, strike down his block with two pistols
F**k a Three, f**k a Two and I drop Fives in every city
Go ask Waunte for the tribe, he gon' tell you I get busy
Threw a thirty back and popped another one 'cause it ain't hit me
Tryna catch one with my TIO, and lock it in with him
Janky a fag, why y'all ain't X him out the hood he pulled a Diddy
Expensive fashion jumped out in Dior's, I was lookin' clean
Four nickels, slammed a nigga on his head like he got DDT'd
Draks got jumpshot, chopped a p***y-nigga shootin' from the three
Pushed up, he ain't wanna throw his Threes he was coppin' pleas
She gon' give the bag to me 'cause she love me
Checkin' trap from this lil' cougar bitch, I ain't Dougie
Poured a four in a blue Mountain Dew, I like 'em muddy
Been in the South for four years, still ain't met a nigga hard enough to touch me
Caught a opp on Scribner street and dropped a hundred
Kasino world, went and had to get up on that for my brother
Ain't got my mask but they was there so I'm like f**k it
Blocked the opp numbers, bitch don't FaceTime me unless we bumpin'
Got pictures throwin' G's when I was three years old, I been thuggin'
Score four to one they still ain't got back for that boy, niggas rubbish
Hellcat this a SRT, they ain't catchin' this
Smoked they homie, they ain't get the message, we came back again
Arguin' with Kai like, "Bro, I think I got the better skits"
He looked at me like, "Nigga, who you think you better than?
We all step on shit, nigga, that's how it be"
Never drive unless I'm drivin' bouncin' out, that's the type of shit I'm with
Can't find a hot car, I'm bouncin' out my Benz
Slap them plates off, Gales you know I'm with that gangster shit
Drivin' through like I'm tryna order food, but I'm on that
Spoke on the G's, same day he took a dome tap
We done smoked a few Crips but we don't do it by no red flags
Don't get no passes 'cause you B's, you could still get the belt
That dream life shit bring nightmares, why Wheezy get the belt
He got popped and diss Pops, you shoulda dissed them niggas Gales
Don't gotta bring my four niggas, I could spin a fly myself
Through Oak Park with Lil Leebo, we ain't see nobody else
I put a couple niggas up, I know I'm goin' straight to hell
Told Dee Boy when he s***t the A, let the neck catch the shell that's a shell catcher
This bitch gon' tear them bands off and I just met her, ain't she perfect for me
See my opp brother die, I was hurtin' for him
Sike, don't it hurt bitch, bounce out shootin' everybody out there like this was my first skit
Ain't get this rank for nothin' Gales, J's I h