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You're hearin', this is the wickedest introduction in the world
A main man, Lil Bisha from outta Donovan Thomas
And this
Uh, uh, uh
Everything wet (Fire)
Gang (Grrah)
Ayy
Killin' these bitches, ain't even got a cape on (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I got two gun in this bitch with my face on (Gang, gang)
Bend a nigga block, headshot and it ain't gon' take long (Baow)
Buckshots to the stomach, get stepped on (Baow, baow)
Snipin' on a bitch, why they lookin' for the cape on? (Cape on)
Why these niggas wanna— uh (What? What? Grrah)
Ayy, which opp nigga? Flock
Ta-ta-ta, shoot him in his mata (Mata)
Two twin Glocks, I'ma call up my shotta (Boom)
He act tough, I'ma call up my wassup (Baow)
He just ball up, he got
Shoot at his partner, pop at his collar (Baow)
I don't wanna talk, bro, bitch, get a dollar (Uh, uh)
All on my dick, when you eatin', just swallow (What?)
Where the fuck I be, your bitch gon' follow (What?)
It's big TG (TG)
Young Don, but I move like a vet (Don)
Bobby got shot on his steps (Don)
And Say got shot in his neck (Gang)
Nigga was runnin', should've ran track (TG)
Charlie got hit in his back (Charlie)
Jackson Ave. nigga, y'all know where we at
I'm finna put the whole team on the map (Gang)
Why niggas dissin' my bro on they tracks? (What?)
Two niggas dead, niggas sayin', "Get back" (Back)
Tell them niggas, "Get back" (Get back)
TG, I ran up a hunnid in Saks (TG)
Charlie was runnin', hit him in his back
Watch your boy body collapse (He's gone)
Free Flock
TMaxo Quan on the Rock', he thought he was shot (RIP Quan)
Hoodflick got hit in his top
You wanted me hot, so we bendin' your block (You dead)
EK still smokin' your pops
Don't run, don't trip, we spinnin' that block
TG extended the clip (RIP)
Don't run, don't trip, we screamin', "Free Pip" (Free Pip)
We left your boy on the strip
Heard his jet got missed, but all he
Heard was, "Grrah, grrah" (Grrah, grrah)
Killin' these bitches, ain't even got a cape on (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I got two gun in this bitch with my face on (Gang, gang)
Bend a nigga block, headshot and it ain't gon' take long (Baow)
Buckshots to the stomach, get stepped on (Baow, baow)
Snipin' on a bitch, why they lookin' for the cape on? (Cape on)
Why these niggas wanna— uh (What? What? Grrah)
Ayy, which opp nigga? Flock
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