Ayy, dead n#gg#s, sparked ’em up, dead n#gg#s [Yeah
Movin’ wrong, he swooped up and he got touched in his head, n#gg# [Ayy
I’m 2SG, I keep my blick so I’m ready, never scared, n#gg# [For real
Don’t make me send that work, my shooters come back with your dread, n#gg#
Yeah, I’m gon’ drop that bag, my shooters slide like sled, n#gg# [Let’s go
Yeah, better not make me mad [Uh-uh], Lil Tay my favorite head hitter [Lil Tay
Your b#tch get on her knees, she doin’ her thing, that’s my lil’ head hitter [That’s my lil’ shh
Ayy, Zay know I don’t play, I lеave ’em dead, don’t need no brеad, n#gg# [Let’s go]
Pulled up with ARPs and mask and Dracs and them they fled, n#gg#
Ayy, I be applyin’ pressure, ridin’ ’round with my windows down
Ayy, f#ck the North, best cloud better chill ‘fore they have big frown
Yeah, I just told Lil Tay to turn me up, don’t turn me down [Don’t turn me down
Yeah, we hide right behind they car soon as they turnt around [Yeah, let’s go
Yeah, p#ss# tried to up his fire [Aight], then he heard somethin’ loud [Pah-pah
I just took his b#tch to Pilot Street, she say I drive n#gg#s wild
Yeah, they might play with Zay, ask him when there’s seven men down
We smoked the Aquaman, dumb-ass dived in that water and he drowned
I mix the Ol’ Wee with the Weezy, they both died as a child
n#gg#s p#ss#, they pull up and get to shootin’ at the ground
I’m outside with my Glock out, might go post in pistol town
Oh, you might catch me on Cook road with some members and some hoes
Scorin’ like we Derrick Rose, tryna snatch another soul
[Oh, you might catch me on Cook road with some members and some hoes
Ayy, dead n#gg#s, sparked ’em up, dead n#gg#s [Yeah
Movin’ wrong, he swooped up and he got touched in his head, n#gg# [Pah-pah
I’m 2SG, I keep my blick so I’m ready, never scared, n#gg# [For real
Don’t make me send that work, my shooters come back with your dread, n#gg#
Yeah, I’m gon’ drop that bag, my shooters slide like sled, n#gg# [Let’s go
Yeah, better not make me mad [Uh-uh], Lil Tay my favorite head hitter [Lil Tay
Your b#tch get on her knees, she doin’ her thing, that’s my lil’ head hitter [That’s my lil’ shh
Ayy, Zay know I don’t play, I leave ’em dead, don’t need no bread, n#gg# [Let’s go]
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