Next Up - S3-E35

[Intro] OJ, back it up Ayy ST, tell em Some real Croftblock shit Fuck all the opps Free all my brothers [Verse] Lemme see him, I'mma get him Ayy come here, hold this weapon .22 inch, man know I'm steppin' Digga is backwards, show the repentance Some athletes, they keep jettin' Release them basics, grey I'm reppin' Jump out whips, man do him like Tekken How many opps been touched? Like 7 They dash when they see us in whips Pull up to them, they panic and sprint Step outside, my shank on clip Don't lack in the 6 with shanks and whips Got beef with nerds, man they ain't on shit **** got chinged, they ain't rolled out since 2 bells in the dots, pray bro don't miss If I catch up to you, push blades in skin Got beef with nerds They ain't on drop, they really get hurt Them man see us and off divert Let the ting sneeze, you ain't catch no germs Live my life like since then the purge Man never like, got tools get pursed Ting gets backed till their heads disperse Jump out cars, put man in the dirt (Bow) Creep up, get splashed Lurk one day, same way with flats We nearly got down L1 daily He kept on sprinting, reminds me of **** You can't talk on the works we mash Cah' the feds them pissed, tryna put me in can StayWidIt, that's my right hand For him, I'll grip it, let the ting bang Let me, let me tell you about drill that we did I'll swear **** nearly got whigged We step with the tank when we're out on the strip Had ZK's out and they nearly do sprint Big shank, I step with a limp Got beef in the ends, don't wanna get dipped How many man did dash on the strip? They turn into flesh when they see us in whips Got twins if the beef gets hot Man, all it takes is one phone call for the dotts and they're letting off shots Man, how many man have they lost? I know they're stressed, their friend's on the top No popcorn, but we're letting it pop Slap it again, lemme juice this top Got skill like Ronaldo, remind me to chop I been OT, bando living Step in the T, got my rambos twinnin' T-T war, got the fiends them itchin' Slid to the 6, put wore some flick tings Some in the hand, tryna get that chinging That boy took crud, but they ain't really wid it Ching man's chest for my bro StayWidIt Splash man's top, get straight to the billing I don't talk on the shit I've done But go and ask gang how I backed that blade Approach me wrong, get cheffed broadday I'm a evil yute, you could say I'm insane Done numerous drills for the cause How many mans been wet or shaved? I do these drills late night, not day Jump out gang, best back out your blade! [Outro] Pussies OJ, back it up Ayy ST, tell em