Talking like a stepa we all know yu ain’t going to step on shit put a bag on yo head my BOA niggas except the hit talking like he want to smoke the cancer we bring his dangerous pour up a 4 then crack that bitch niggas claim my brother, but ain’t no bulletproof and love in it fab yu took the stand yu was my blood now I Kant trust yu shit my niggas yelling ohhh bro I see a pop in uping it them white sheets going to cover em then candle light we pop in em no peace, no justice, serve for him pull up bunch out walk em down all yu herad was boom boom took shit to the brain kouldnt use his legs DOA we kall that a dead opp smoked on his dead ass coughing off his dead ass pass em to lil Brodie and let blood hit his dead ass223 will split his wig I left his ass up by the ditch that Glock and chopper tore up his wip fed snatch me I don’t know about shit give me top I’ll fuck on bops she drop the low it’s getting dark them glocks they going to spark bell out I bet I hit his top hot she’ll will make his body lock that tuff shit got yo nigga poped tweaking in the building, lil bro shell will make his brain explode free my members on the gang Kant wait tell niggas make it home put that on my son yu cross me wrong boi ima take yo don’t think twice boi just up and blow this dope got me movin slow Bergi, rags and P hats and dub signs bitch that’s all I know my momma was smoking coke but Henry he was never home the streets boi they put me on you got the Guap I need to know these bullies blazein at yo door my bitch think I’m cheating when I tell her I ain’t komein home it’s BPL Lilru he said I love yo ass to