[Verse 1: THF TP]
Came a long way from jumping gates
Taking niggas down for that cake
Snatching plates eat it with the gang
Shed tears mixed with the pain
Going opp shopping 7 soda popping
Niggas say they killers but they ain’t
Opps name dropping
I don’t want to see them in jail I want them in a grave
[?] homocide question us
I don’t know he don’t know
Shooting at niggas like eeny moe miny moe
Pull up with choppers shit sound like a biker show
Why niggas don’t like me though?
Is it ‘cause I get a lot of dough?
I’m from the Low we say dada though
That mean we on them like vamanos
Let’s get him
Ruger blow holes through his flesh and his denim
Car tinted, we at your spot moving in like a tenant
Shoot at your door soon as he say “Who is it?”
Pow pow pow pow push you straight to the kitchen
Bro’nem upstairs they gone check who we missing
Leaving no witnesses all victims
Whoa whoa
I just call it how I see it when it’s war nigga
I just be booling laid back with my torch nigga
I been jumped off that porch nigga
Even though my mama told me about that porch
I had to pop out with them Glocks
Me and my bros 24 on the block
Rolling up, thots in the foreign it pop
Bullets like darts it a pierce through your heart
Boy you better be smart
Stay on your toes ‘cause I creep through the dark
Sneak through the lot or I crawl through the park
Niggas like targets
Grab them and bag them like I work at Target
Pull up it’s over when I get to sparking
Call up my dogs and them bullets they barking
Catch him I smoke him it’s no other option
Nigga be cautious, you on that opp shit
Stop that nonsense
My niggas they sliding through and you know they drop shit
THF let’s get it
Came a long way from jumping gates
Taking niggas down for that cake
Snatching plates eat it with the gang
Shed tears mixed with the pain
Going opp shopping 7 soda popping
Niggas say they killers but they ain’t
Opps name dropping
I don’t want to see them in jail I want them in a grave
[?] homocide question us
I don’t know he don’t know
Shooting at niggas like eeny moe miny moe
Pull up with choppers shit sound like a biker show
Why niggas don’t like me though?
Is it ‘cause I get a lot of dough?
I’m from the Low we say dada though
That mean we on them like vamanos
Let’s get him
Ruger blow holes through his flesh and his denim
Car tinted, we at your spot moving in like a tenant
Shoot at your door soon as he say “Who is it?”
Pow pow pow pow push you straight to the kitchen
Bro’nem upstairs they gone check who we missing
Leaving no witnesses all victims
Whoa whoa
I just call it how I see it when it’s war nigga
I just be booling laid back with my torch nigga
I been jumped off that porch nigga
Even though my mama told me about that porch
I had to pop out with them Glocks
Me and my bros 24 on the block
Rolling up, thots in the foreign it pop
Bullets like darts it a pierce through your heart
Boy you better be smart
Stay on your toes ‘cause I creep through the dark
Sneak through the lot or I crawl through the park
Niggas like targets
Grab them and bag them like I work at Target
Pull up it’s over when I get to sparking
Call up my dogs and them bullets they barking
Catch him I smoke him it’s no other option
Nigga be cautious, you on that opp shit
Stop that nonsense
My niggas they sliding through and you know they drop shit
THF let’s get it
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