STIGMATA

[Intro: Boldy James]

What else?

At all

Where we at? 227

It's Blockworks

Game time, mafia, what else? (Grr-r-rt)

Let's get it

Ay (Uh-uh), ay (Uh)

[Verse 1: Boldy James]

Been doin' this since a snot nose (What else?)

Ain't no comin' back when them shots blow (At all)

Remember runnin' back to Costo, like

"Bro, this shit got funky 'round the way

Had to dump three out the K"

Now he ducked off out the way (Ay)

Had to reroute the play

Drop a six in the pot, give it hops like Dr. J

Heard he down with my opps; "O.P.P.", "Hip Hop Hooray"

Fifty-drum on my Glock, dope beats, he ain't bout to play

Clean him up with the mop; got OCD, I love to spray

Plug called, he want his pape'

Cuz called, "I'm on my way"

Fell asleep smokin' weed, codeine in my Ocean Spray

Strongest cookie in the city, got exotic, all flavors

Hunnit bows at time, now that's what you call major

Dwellin' in that skyscraper, Mancho with the elevator

Stick on me, no fly paper; don't do no free felony favors

Tryna pull up and collect, my young'n keep tellin' me, "Later"

Both middle fingers up to the private investigator

[Verse 2: Lukah]

Moved in silence, get in and out, that's how the block work

Been around the girl; that ain't shit, I know how the blocks work

I'm out the dirt, CREAM I crave, it ain't shit to make a call

Cousin said he sendin' some bows, and I'ma move 'em all

Rough and rugged how I'm constructed, my chain, I never tuck it

Backwoods look like a pregnant bitch, [?] the fattest nuggets

Heard they want war, then so be it, we'll murk 'em all, fuck it

Stolen bucket, AR in lap, this ain't no fuckin' musket

Catch me out in public blowin' loud like Satchmo's trumpet

Hearin' trouble comin', I ain't runnin', bruh

Shit, my heater dumpin' off the hip

I stay equipped, will make a rapper RIP

Heard he talkin' lip, them dogs at him, nigga, that's off the rip

Ounces flip, turn them to Ps, I'll teach 'em thugamatics

Pistol addict, I gotta have it, bullets, they come sporadic

Semi-automatic stay on me, at home and out in traffic

Told you that we shootin' these actors, homie, this cinematic

Kush fanatic, I gotta have it, rollin' sweet aromatics

Frontin' killer? Then meet the .40, we can't be diplomatic

Unk will shave the rock while I roll, we call that multitaskin'

Nina apparatus, 'case suckers wanna be target practice

Walk up to your house, knock on your door, you know the rest, nigga

Bless, nigga; fuckin' with God, I bet you rest, nigga

Am who I am at all times, no need to impress niggas

Space a couple blunts through the day, so I don't stress niggas

"Get the cash" was drilled in my brain, G, all I know is "Get it"

Shotty got a drum on it, nigga, I call that heavy liftin'

South Memphis live and direct, I know they feel the tension

Accurate with the Sig, muh'fucka, I don't need an extension

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