Belt2Ass WHAT

[Intro]

Troop, troop, troop

Troop, troop, troop

WAG gang

We gon' troop through they side tryna catch one (It's Kosfinger, baby)

Guarantee you we gon' make a next one, grrah, nigga

Frrah, frrah (Mustard on the beat, ho)

Look

[Chorus]

We gon’ troop through they side tryna catch one

Guarantee you we gon’ make a next one

RG wit’ me glitchin’ tryna stretch sumn'

We got dented tips and these the red ones

Snitchin’ is not an option when the feds come

These my brothers I gotta protect them

New opp died I feel like this the best one

Scenery hot and now I need a fresh gun

But scratch that, who the fuck is these new niggas dissin’ me?

Homie you ain’t do enough to mention me

G4G for bro I let my metal speak

And word to my dead, niggas ain’t never on nothin’ when niggas run into me

Go against the grain you get a penalty

TG take trips, infinity

[Verse]

Niggas got me on hots

Niggas ain’t never do shit on this block

Homie took a shell and went and told the cops

Niggas never give a nigga props

It’s cool ‘cause now I’m takin’ niggas spots

Four knocks in the V who stoppin’ for cops?

It’s federal time you get caught wit’ this knock

For this Trooper shit I did a lot

Get money, hit opps and fuck on nigga’s thots

I think it’s time that we put belt to ass

Makk him down for bro I’m tryna crash

105th the block that we play tag

But them niggas never tag us back

Smokin’ Ewie, wish that he could dash

I’m about to get these niggas mad

Circle Tilden with the lady WAG

I heard Garvey partyin’ with fags, look

It’s go time loc

Up it on anything promotin’ folk

Got the Ape’y wit’ me, he get dirty money

Bitch ain’t nothin’ funny, you think it’s a joke? Bet

Hollows penetrate his soul

Goofy caught a couple for talkin' on bro

Ayo Nunnie, let’s test this knock in a home

Novak throwin’ everyday like he a pro, grrah

[Chorus]

We gon’ troop through they side tryna catch one

Guarantee you we gon’ make a next one

RG wit’ me glitchin’ tryna stretch sum

We got dented tips and these the red ones

Snitchin’ is not an option when the feds come

These my brothers I gotta protect them

New opp died I feel like this the best one

Scenery hot and now I need a fresh gun

But scratch that, who the fuck is these new niggas dissin’ me?

Homie you ain’t do enough to mention me

G4G for bro I let my metal speak

And word to my dead, niggas ain’t never on nothin’ when niggas run into me

Go against the grain you get a penalty

TG take trips, infinity