Im RFG Osama B but MBS its all the same
I admit that ian sh#t she like damn friend why you so fake?
And thats cuz im on a mission i want all my opps in graves
Better shoot till it start clicking i dont want that n#gg# greased and thats on gang
Mac eleven came wit the dark chain
And its free all of my enemies thats locked up in that cage
I can’t wait wait till yall get out go on they block and celebrate
Wanted to hoop put that sh#t up now i boonk gats like circle k
f#ck how you feel f#ck what you heard im sucka proof dont f#ck wit nerds
RFG that be the gang rose from the grave b#tch we can purge
f#ck what you claim and what you bang no second guess i upped a bird
My sniper line you we gon find you out the roof i say a word
Can’t speak on demos might get booked stuff thirty in this dirty drac
Otg luh alan b my two six grapehead from the grape
Chase down gang we chasin sh#t so tell them n#gg#s not to play
f#ck around and kill my patna i know all these n#gg#s fake
She like me i beat it up f#ck from the back pull out her lace and
All them b#tches know me im osama with a K
Drop the tints gone f#ck him up praying a bullet hit his face
Crashing out like nine eleven f#ck it thats my new b-day
What he said i want that n#gg# dead
Ten shots went through his head
Seven six twos get hot as f#ck this torch might perm some dreads
White tee i paint it red
Get toasted bout the bread
Switch on the Glock i up the block and stop i might go fed
Opps scared to come outside
Post up they never slide
Bounce through they cuts and smoke a dutch its up avenge yo guys
Mask up its time to slide
They mad they patna died
Stuck on the pavement body shaking all his patnas cried
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