That nigga dead now
All facts
Yeah
500K, nigga, FlyK, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

This all facts, this ain't no fairytale
Punched on Zay in the pen, niggas be scared in jail
While niggas was gettin' inside the car, I was yankin' still
Day Day had a thousand dollar bond and couldn't pay the bail
Exposin' niggas on these Pro Tools
Just was in the pen' with Boy Boy, that nigga was off the spice and ain't have no food
Smokin' niggas I used to be close to
Ayy, I'm into hittin' niggas blocks and doin' that one dance, you ain't got no moves
Bounced out on Lil Boog and chased him up the street
Got nothin' against him, just was tryna get him gone 'cause he from 3z
Punched on Nano face, I had him in the county coppin' pleas
I had him like: I'm from the North, I ain't from Flys, that's they beef
Yeah, no white flags, put belt to ass if you fuck with niggas
Benzo, you better step with Waunte, you was runnin' with him
They call me Draks, but I put fully on a couple niggas
Maxx said: Fuck Sutter, so I slid and dropped a hunnid with him
Spanked on D Money 'fore he died, had him gettin' low
Dracy in my pants, got me walkin' like I'm pigeon-toed
Slo-be Mode, I'm on that time, that's who I'm spinnin' for
I popped him six times, had him squirmin', crawlin' on the floor
I love them baby ARPs and how the bitch shoot
And the Gen don't even matter, it's gon' get used
Told Dada play the back seat and watch me get through
And Jefe was a donkey from they side, know they gon' miss dude
BNice got popped and started rappin', that's a real victim
Make it make sense, why would y'all say my name if I ain't kill niggas?
If he run from you, make sure when you chase him, you put your heels in it
Perc' make me feel different, I think Sauce still livin'
But fuck Quaccey, how you die from a bat?
A nigga gotta earn this B, I ain't goin' out like that
Waunte another victim of the Hotz, we put that belt to ass
Had him crawlin' under cars prayin' that the fully jam
Back to 2020 Jaaybo, I been on niggas
Free my twin Play, got scenes with him, that's my clone, nigga
Snowy pimpin' minors, check the ID of your ho bitches
And we the real new money, you niggas ain't gettin' no chicken, yeah

Hit they block, bounce out, put switchy on like four niggas (come here)
Since I was sixteen, I've puttin' belt on old niggas (you know that)
He was tryna make it home from court, we put them holes in him (his dumb ass)
And won't pull that Draco 'less I'm tryna take a soul with it (come here)
Uh, I can't walk out my front door without my pole with me (come here, without my pole with me)
You know we not locked in, you never got out here and stole with me
I been on plenty missions, he's not official if he ain't rode with me (nigga)
I'm on an opp block tryna cook a nigga, but I ain't got no stove with me (you know that)
Stop all that dissin', nigga, come and pick your mans up (you know that, come get back)
Dude tried to run, them 7,62s ate his pants up (come here, come here, his dumb ass)
They think I'm not gon' spin 'cause I done went and got my bands up (what the fuck?)
Tried to swing my door, but it was locked, it fucked my hand up (damn)
He was talkin' like he was gangster, he got booked and gave his mans up (fuckin' rat)
Postin' all them guns on Instagram, that shit ain't scarin' us (you don't use 'em)
You say you keep your gun, so when you see us, what you ran for? (What you, bitch ass)
Woo was talkin' crazy on that song, that got his mans clucked