[Verse]
Free brudda outta the cell, yea yea
N***a fuck fighting we came here to kill, yea yea
N***a fuck fighting we came here to drill
All my n***as in luv with the bills
All my n***as addicted to smoke
We chain smoker, yeah
Emo hoe with choker
But I really choke her folk
These n***as toting prop weapon but I really blow it folk
Folk look inside my grinder it's your dead folk
Smoke it, toke it
Evil chiropractor that ho back I broke it
These n***as they don't know it I'm the next n***a blowing
Folk like overnight wе turned to big ass ballas
Got hoes on the rostеr
Best friends with pain and trauma
Gon make a billion dollas
Lost that ho but I ain't finna call her
N***a fuck yo weak ass gang my lil folk gon shake the block up
N***a fuck these n***a drama had to turn to big ass grinder folk
Swear n***as they don't get this shit lil folk
Tryna get behind it folk
Remember when I ain't got no love, from like none these hoes
Don't brag bout yo fight or shootout if it was no blood lil folk
Yea, me and my brudda so cut
Got racks dont give no fuck
Folk I need more this shit ain't enough
Folk put pain on these trap drums
Put the pain on these trap drums
Make these bitches fall in love