Slimmy B:
***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs *****
***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs
Jokes up, ***** it's time to ho up
If you don't got no dough ***** you gets no love
More slugs, fill my clip with more slugs
All *****es in your *****s gang, no thugs
***** four-one, on my wrist frozed up
Fold up, choppa make 'em fold up
*****s show out every time we show up
***** go ****, throw that ass, go ****
All these ****ing diamonds make a ***** glow up
Never loafing, ***** I keep pole tucked
.223's leave a ***** broke up
And if a ***** don't know **** I bet a ***** know us
(On the gang) ***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs *****
***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs
DaBoii:
Roll me up some ****, that sticky icky
Baby know them *****s tryna get me
I'm that ***** in my city
I stay up out the mix, 'cause *****s iffy
If I'm toting chop, that ***** hold more than fifty
Never leave my glizzy
Oh I'm the quarterback they tryna blitz me
Turn your back on me I turn you to a Ricky
Oh all you *****s sissies
When the beef is on we make 'em switchies
And them shells get to flying if you diss me
You know how that **** be
When the lights is off **** get tricky
Ah, Lord why it's a four up in my Simply
Ah, damn I need more drugs so they can lift me
Ah, and on my mama I can't let a ***** RIP me
When we hit the stage them hoes be bringing out they *******
Get to tripping in the party, brodie bringing out the semi
Got a plug with them bricks up in Houston like I'm Whitney
So much game up in my veins could get a secret out of Vicky
Slimmy B:
***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs *****
***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs
Yhung T.O.:
Looking to my left and right, feel like I feel somebody coming
Maybe I'm just paranoid but I ain't hiding, I ain't running
Be so high I always lose **** every time that I be rushing
And this Glock up on my side could turn your man into a woman
Feel like I'm slowing down the time with all this drank up in my system
I'm so tired of *****s turning, I'm so tired of *****s switching
I know love is an emotion and I can't explain the feeling
But that love we used to have done turned to memories and distance
I know It's killas wanna take my life from me
*****s tryna play cool but it's on sight with me
I suggest you don't play with me
'Cause that G 30 stay with me
Can't be scared to play your hand when that table turn
And my granny tried to school me but I never learned
And these drugs got me too high, I'm too unconcerned
And *****s think this **** a game until that metal burn
Slimmy B:
***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs *****
***** jokes up, tell my *****s pour up
More Runts, tell my *****s roll up
More guns, tell my *****s load up
More drugs, ***** I need more drugs