Talk Facts

(Elvis) Grrah-grrah, boom Don't run, don't run At all, at all, like Suck my dick Every Flocka shot Gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang (Bro) It's that Tdot nigga (Suck my dick) Ayy, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky Never put a O before my Y Smokin' everybody Even my abuela know that Everything dead Suck my dick Grrah Come on CJ, you seen me when I ain't see you Nigga, you ain't even make a move So how the fuck when you see me, you gon' shoot? I don't know who got him in the booth He said he gon' Drilly Bop on my coffin Nigga, suck my dick, like Ain't nobody gon' spin how [Shawn?] got hit Y'all was jackin', I wasn't y'all friend, like Like smokin' on Yellow, Noah, Diddy And B Lovee ain't still do shit Jiggy Man dumbass got hit That's word to my mother they never did shit Like, smokin' on UE, Budda, Quado Tell the Bridge to pick up a stick Like three other deaths, they got put in a spliff They know RPT niggas be on that shit And I'm tryna pack me a OY, I still be searchin' for Jiggys Family first so we see the Flockas, the Charlie don't hit without Benji It's like, how many dead niggas do y'all got? Free the guys, they score like a wock He jack YGK, he get put in a box I told Remma, "Just let off some shots" I know Gunna gone aim for your top Like, we got a million opps, so we need a million chop's Told Gz, "Don't crash, we ain't stoppin' for cops" And they keep on dissin' my block (Like how?) Like who got touched? Like who got shot? And I fell in love with my chop' And that's word to YGz, we be fuckin' y'all thots Thats on bro he get shot if he talkin' on Kelly And I hope that I catch him with Kelly Like, smokin' on Country, that shit got me deady Ride the O, we put dick in her belly Niggas talk on the net but they know we don't lack Mista don't got the pole, he get stabbed If he jackin' OGz, he get shot in his back AJ lucky that he not a pack Nigga Tdot my brodie, go 50-for-50 DThang spot em, then make 'em get jiggy Spot a Flocka, let shots going past up the sitchy Better not run, you gon end up like Ricky Spin the Rey and we lookin' for Scotty Miss the flock 'cause they talk on Woo Lotti I keep a .30, can't wait to catch Notti And DThang off 30's, he look like a zombie Fuck Jah Loc, know he restin' in piss Smokin' on Smelly, got poked in his ribs Benji died tryna spin with no tints Nigga RB got hit up and what have y'all did? Bolly Rock, a bitch and he ran on his bitch Catch TG, I'ma up it and blick' Remember brodie had both of they wifes in the crib That's on bro, he made both of 'em hit EK sister got shot and he still wanna rap beef If that was me, would have been in patakies Niggas dissin' but we puttin' niggas on black tees He got hit 'cause he tryna act flashy I'ma start it like where I left off at Bitch I'm back in the field where my dawgs at Every opp shot, catch (Shh), I'ma off that Every opp shot, he get left like a floor mat And what's up with these new niggas rappin'? Grab a gun and go get to some action We shoot movies, we ain't with the actin' Fuck green baby, we do all the packin' Like, DThang my brother, I'm takin' that risk, like Y'all just cappin, ain't catchin' no hits, like Roscoe got beat, he got beat out his kicks, like Milly Wop got beat with his stick like OY, OGz but they never on nothin' Catch BlockWork, we sendin' a dozen He stay dissin' my block but that boy steady bluffin' Up on CJ, don't care if we cousins Like, we still on that shit like it's RPT buggin' Like, Benji got shot in his (Shh) Like Diddy got shot in his (Shh) And UE got shot in his muffin Stop cappin' and really get up wit' me Spin y'all block and we doin' it comfortably Y'all gon' cap but y'all really look up to me Dougie got shot and he still in recovery But y'all know what we usually do Scream OY, told Roofie to boom Like, Bando my brother, he know what to do Stunna he geekin', that boy be home soon Every spot I was in, that's on bro I was livin' (On bro) Say he touch me, he gotta be shittin' (You stupid?) Niggas get hit and they wanna play victim (Like, like) Pick them guns and I'll make 'em start snitchin' Suck my dick Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom Don't run, don't run Yo, it's that DThang nigga Make it get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard? Ayo, it's that Bando nigga RIP Woo It's that Tdot nigga, grrt, boom-boom-boom (Yo, LLB for life) Yo, RIP Rah RIP Every opp shot Suck my dick