Its just the start

NLE, Top Shotta, bitch!Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!Turn that bass up till the speakers blow!Brrr! Let's go!(Chorus)Dope in the kitchen, it's jumping the pot, yeah!Gang on the corner, we running the block, yeah!Opp tryna front, get him put in a plot, yeah!Hollow tips flying, we clearing the lot, yeah!Trap phone ringing, we moving the pack!Step on the gas, ain't no turning back!Click-clack, boom, hit 'em straight in the hat!We heavy in traffic, you know where we at!(Verse 1)Baking the bricks, yeah, we selling the white.Junkies are fiending, they call through the night.Serving the fiends right under the light.Play with the gang, get a permanent night.Big extended clip, it look like a ruler.Chilling with hittas that come from the cooler.Out on the block, yeah, I am the ruler.Pull up with choppers and smoke 'em like hookah! (Rrraaaa!)Tied with the members, we ready to crash.Kicking the door just to look for the cash.Bagging the powder and making it stretch.Send out my shooters to go do a fetch.Memphis the city, you know how we step.Tatted my skin, yeah, I'm earning respect.(Chorus)Dope in the kitchen, it's jumping the pot, yeah!Gang on the corner, we running the block, yeah!Opp tryna front, get him put in a plot, yeah!Hollow tips flying, we clearing the lot, yeah!Trap phone ringing, we moving the pack!Step on the gas, ain't no turning back!Click-clack, boom, hit 'em straight in the hat!We heavy in traffic, you know where we at!(Verse 2)Brrr! Hear the sound when it pop!Loading the drums and we don't ever stop!Stash in the floorboard, cash in the wall.Call up the plug, yeah, we taking it all.Ops looking broke, they just stand on the net.We in the trenches, we dripping in sweat.Guerrilla warfare, we leaving a mess.Put a red dot right inside of his chest.Scale on the table, it's covered in raw.Breaking the rules, we don't care about law.(Chorus)Dope in the kitchen, it's jumping the pot, yeah!Gang on the corner, we running the block, yeah!Opp tryna front, get him put in a plot, yeah!Hollow tips flying, we clearing the lot, yeah!Trap phone ringing, we moving the pack!Step on the gas, ain't no turning back!Click-clack, boom, hit 'em straight in the hat!We heavy in traffic, you know where we at!(Outro)No cap.Straight out the mud.Brrr!Top Shotta.NLE, bitch!Rrraaaaa!