Pipe that shit up TNT
Look, look

Me and Sheff in the trap so much
don't care that pack got pushed
In the field like black ops
said he heard mad shots, then he heard a life got took
Crack rock, big dope
big guns in the trap house, we ain't ever care bout books
Look, run up, he shook, hope he don't drop he get cooked
I want a Grammy, like 30 of 'em
they don't gimme that, you hear the 30 drumming
I had a dream bout plenty hunnids
we supply the block and kept the money coming
Shorty come in, show mе love or sum
I could die tomorrow, why you acting dumb?
Strapped up, can't dancе, hon
got some stories imma tell my grandson
Or my granddaughter, fuck with gang
and that's a manslaughter
Treesh dipping, and she with the gang
how she got here I think her man brought her
Couple hittas, and they blood dripping
on my other, hit a n*ggas cuz cripping
Been on the block so we fell a victim
screaming "free my brothers in the fucking systems"

I done seen n*ggas cash out on a bitch
ain't do shit for their fucking sister
I just pull up and flash out on a bitch
take a smoke and a couple pictures
Backwoods and the paper on (fronto?)
I can't fuck with no fucking swishers
Free Billy G (?) that's my bro
ain't no stressing we ain't forget ya