What you know about sitting the traps?

Matter of fact, what you know about sleeping in em?

Got weed, got crack and demons in itCan′t talk, my sprite got lean up in it, look

I don't play with nobody, don′t wait on nobody, don't wait on me, uh

I don't hate on nobody, you hate on the posse, you hate on me

Told bro if I die don′t let that

Don′t let the bread stop just send me some dead opps

Know the gang still up on that sly shit

We don't talk all we know is fly shit

Boy, you bugging think you thugging my clique

It ain′t nothing, stuffing corn in my clip like, stupid

T2MB be with the team if you opping I'm booming

Moving, look, don′t got no brakes when I skate on the cops I be moving

Pull up gray flag

Left out the house with no breakfast

Smoking straight gas in the whiplash

Pray that I don't see the gates fast

So you got cash? Let me take half

Lawyer gon′ beat up the case fast

Suck me up in court

System lying to the judge

I'm moving with same tax, so I heard he with it

Look, slide in the hoopty

We hit him he move suspicious, better not see a witness

Cap him, watch him scream "Duck!"

40 baby beam, smoke him like a wet machine

Ever watch him scream stuck up and then

I'm squeezing then walkin′ right off the scene

And all my niggas do is blitzos

Kick those, spinning with the crips when I say so

Straight two-three shots out the Draco

Hit him then forget him on the scene then we lay low

And all you see is white sheets and chalk and tape

No face, no case, ain′t no mistakes

Play big hollow tips gon' change his way

Car getaway, no Sheff don′t play no games

Look, what you know about keeping the strap?

Matter fact, what you know about feeding clips in

Got cops outside, still creep out windows

Send shots, they like "Still tugging, chilling, look"

I'm a hunnid man, damn, hunnid bands, only problem be rubber bands

Pray that 40 don′t jam

When I square it got me hitting him and his mans, but no homo

Man, this metal got bungee and bounce out of balance like Pogo's, look

Say that, spray that

Fuck with the gang and get left as a poster or logo

Heavy Auto′s

Get the Smith and I'm jumping we

Stripe through the scene in a four-door

Blitz again for the night, that's for bro bro

Bend through your block with the beam, know the promo

Look

Never solo, I′m with gang and we gang and that .30 held up by the Polo′s

Never low though

Always ask "Stupid bitch, why you always try fuck up my mojo?"

Can't get locked though

Heard the D′s on my body

They ask me some shit say "I don't know"

Pass the chapo

I′m with bro, spin the blocko

Hop out, we cracking your toppo

What you know about flipping the pack?

Matter fact, what you know about staking scheming

Parked up all night call that faithful demons

Masked up, grips out, paper chasing dreaming like

I ain't gotta call up gang gang

Never call up gang ′cause the gang they stay with me

I don't talk on the pain gang

Bro switched lane then gang gon' drench your tee

Moving, Moving gang (Moving gang)

Shoota, shoota, that′s shoota gang (shoota gang gang gang) gang, gang

Moving, Moving gang (Moving gang gang gang)

Shoota gang