Oh, we might die for this shit, nigga Uh, might go down for this shit, nigga Gang, gang bangin' that Crip shit Niggas said cuz in the first grade In the shade where the cops can't see us Eighteen, tryna dodge the cage It was cool 'til that gang sweep Now I'm in back of a van And my wrists got a band Got a number for a name No name on the Visa, no card get accepted Now I'm forced to a man Murder raps, where you from? Put the nigga on his pockets Watch the COs, they be watchin' County news for the hustle County spread for the muscle Couple marks on my knuckles Puttin' niggas on bunk status Shoulda been with the bitch ass Now he on a mattress that we bench press PC, get the Fruit Loops Keep tellin' on niggas Why I fuck with that nigga? Nigga made bail but I'm still at rage Should I thank God for the hell I raised? Cause the nigga that snitch is gonna feel that grave Like, ain't nothin' to a locc, huh? Went missin' to his folks, I ain't in, I ain't know, huh? They ain't show up to the court, huh? But then charges gotta go, huh? A young nigga back on Fig H-crown on wig Shoe strings say where I'm from On probation and got my gun Other side goin' for that thumb Motherfucker, I'm gangbanging Nigga I'm blue'd up, blue Chucks Blue tee, nigga I keep it G Nigga, in the streets is where I be I'm up like breakfast while niggas sleep Me and Floyd posted on Fig Getting it in and movin' it out Getting it in and movin' it out I'm holdin' the heat, he's watchin' the block I'm watchin' for cops, I'm holdin' these rocks Fiends keep comin', this shit don't stop When it's war time, niggas get popped We might die for this shit off tops My nigga gonna ride for this Crip, no lie But I ain't dead, yeah, nigga, thank God Money got niggas lookin' at me all odd Punk ass niggas better go get a job Run up on me wrong, bitch, nigga get popped I'm gon' ride for this shit, on Crip A nigga gon' die for this shit then trip 4/5th extendo, with fifty in the clip TF by my side, he stupid with this shit Q in the ride grippin' on the fifth Run up on me wrong My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, I'm gang banging Uh, might go down for this check, nigga Uh, I might die for this set, nigga I ain't trippin nigga, I ain't slippin' Niggas lyin' sayin' I ain't Crippin' Back to back, me and Tiny smack I said back to back, straight cups of 'gnac Niggas ask, what he signed for? I got an eight ball, I got a Rondo I got an AK when that bitch spray It's like pullin' strings on a lawnmower Last time I seen jail, nigga I was cell livin', getting mail in it I ain't even talkin' mail, nigga Pay-pals for the cell, nigga Hit the streets and cause hell, huh? School of hard knocks, fuck Yale, huh? See me and Traffic like a orca nigga And the black and whites love whale watch Front line like mailboxes 5-12, that's the numbers on it May first, May deuce, May twelfth, members only .45, no numbers on it Scratched down, I'm strapped down Might go down for this shit If I don't then I'm racked down Rank up there with Shaq crown I got a Benji button like Brad Pitt I press that, I'm gettin' rich I might go down for this shit We might die for this shit nigga Might go down for this shit nigga Gang, gang bangin' that Crip shit We might die for this shit nigga

(Aye, Slim Typical, I see you) I coulda bought a crib last year, but I didn't (uhh-uuh) This year, I'm tryna buy a house Plural, they scored one point on us now they think that they're levels Go check that scoreboard Young boys wild as fuck Swing that shit, tryna rip out his face Anywhere we see them, it's live when we're in Central (it's live) It still gets ripped out the cage (no cap) So much beef on my plate (so much) 'Cah they know that we run the estates (get-backs) So much ringers got hopped in (so much) And we left over them sides taped (uhh-uuh) Girl, on my right, I concentrate Fuck all the opps, I got money to make She wanna know how much money I make (how much?) She only wan' know 'cah clout, she ah chase Amiris cost me a bag and sand, it's long it don't cost me a loubes Invest in a brand-new shoe (uhh-uuh) Then I go cop me some brand-new shoes (yes) So much time, you was chillin' at home (so much) And you watched that shit on the news (them boy there) So much times we got bored and suttin' got bored Take chat from them? I refuse (I refuse, I refuse) Do it like the AR, spot that and drop that I feel like John Wick when there's money on my head (drop that) I was in jail with money on my head (uhh-uuh) I was in JA with money on my head (stop that) Niggas didn't wanna really take that chance (no) All you niggas need to go get back your bread (no cap) Tek that, come get back your bread We ain't runnin' that back 'cah that money got spent Do it like the AR, spot that and drop that (uhh-uuh) I feel like John Wick when there's money on my head (drop that) I was in jail with money on my head (uhh-uuh) I was in JA with money on my head (stop that) Niggas didn't wanna really take that chance (no) All you niggas need to go get back your bread (no cap) Tek that, come get back your bread We ain't runnin' that back 'cah that money got spent I thought I was rich when I counted a hundred until I hit a quarter ticket (no cap) Look at the way that my diamonds hit you can tell that the quality's different (VVS) Swimmers (uh) or thickers (yes) Sexy girls wanna fuck with the drillers (get backs) Man need pic for a bae nowadays 'cah ladies really tryna back-door niggas (they're scary) M24 don't score, I heard M24 is a nerd, I heard (no more cap) Heard I was ridin' Volvo (uhh) And I hid behind my mum that day, I heard (it's all cap) This year, I ain't gonna clear no rumours All you gotta know is, I'm verified (uhh-uuh) So much oppers terrified (on my life) Please let me die if I lie (please) A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye Get back season, you know the vibes (get back) Now I'm on radio, Tiffany Calver (uhh-uuh) Spin that shit like Snoochie Shy (uhh-uuh) Passenger side of my broski's ride, I ain't no scrub (no) RIP and frees to the niggas that I lost You know that it's nuttin' but love (nuttin' but love) Do it like the AR, spot that and drop that I feel like John Wick when there's money on my head (drop that) I was in jail with money on my head (uhh-uuh) I was in JA with money on my head (stop that) Niggas didn't wanna really take that chance (no) All you niggas need to go get back your bread (no cap) Tek that, come get back your bread We ain't runnin' that back 'cah that money got spent Do it like the AR, spot that and drop that I feel like John Wick when there's money on my head (drop that) I was in jail with money on my head (uhh-uuh) I was in JA with money on my head (stop that) Niggas didn't wanna really take that chance (no) All you niggas need to go get back your bread (no cap) Tek that, come get back your bread We ain't runnin' that back 'cah that money got spent

It could've been s-man could've been me Coulda been main road coulda been G Could've been 30 it could've been glee I don't know I don't know I don't know Three of them boys got turned into Three different strains More than a z Packs galore and it's all free Which one should I pick Which one should I pick Im a real life opp Course my securities patterned Counted up this weeks profit Then I'm taking a trip down to Hatton My mans big face got battered When his broski I was flattered Live in the party I had a sawn off stuffed in my brand new jacket Two spinners in a lidge Whip rolling dirty We don't know nothing about lacking Anywhere we see them it's cracking I heard I ain't got no waps keep chatting Done a lot of things in my life Smooth criminal like I'm Michael Jackson He ain't no driller, that nigga chatting Real ones only a fraction I got two twins in the ride Which one should I pick Which one should I pick (I don't know) I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't even know he exist he don't like me It's probably over a bitch Probably over a dirty scrub No cap No cap No cap It could've been s-man could've been me Coulda been main road coulda been G Could've been 30 it could've been glee I don't know I don't know I don't know Three of them boys got turned into Three different strains More than a z Packs galore and it's all free Which one should I pick Which one should I pick Anytime I link with chuks You know something gets chinged like Chucky Yuck that down leave the whole place yucky Look how they got down If he's an opp I don't want to hear sorry Fry that nigga Kentucky She ran through, now she a breed cah She way too fucky fucky Feds on gang for a reason Cause we raised that crime in Lambeth I don't know who gassed up these baby boys We soon put them back in their pampers Bust that case and I bust that champers Cats fresh home for the landing Let that beat we don't brandish Put that boy on the evening standard Brixton boys you will never understand us We speaking a whole-nother language Sexy señorita Spanish, said she want chill with the bangers Live in the air with the bangers I used to be live in the t with the trappers Free snoop out the wok house That nigga don't give two shits about cameras It could've been s-man could've been me Coulda been main road coulda been G Could've been 30 it could've been glee I don't know I don't know I don't know Three of them boys got turned into Three different strains More than a z Packs galore and it's all free Which one should I pick Which one should I pick