Hood Politics lyrics

[Verse 1: Blanco]
I ain't nothing like move or a toxic
Won't stop till I see boxes of toxin
I ain't tryna be bro
All I see is smoke on the strip
No opps tryna rob him
Call TG, that's a problem
T in the Trap for the profit
Snow, trap, trap, more often
He's soft in the beef like coating
Coughing, he's gonna be there when I chop him
Smoke in my lungs, start coughing
Let a man spar me
SK got the mash, suttin' long [?]
In the cab if you're army
Tryna bring the old school back like Barbie
I ain't tryna be on you
Touch my bros, then it's beef on stew
Your line only kicks when you see kung-fu
You've never seen a shotty or a two plus two

[Verse 2: Bis]
Took another loss and I'm yearning
Bro grabbed for Rick Ross and its hurting
If a n*gga touch my bros, then its curtains
n*ggas still talking was, he ain't learning
I'm innocent, these n*ggas are like "Really, akh?" (Really though?)
Making a killing with a civilian, need a milly akh (Million)
b*tches feeling all the n*ggas, but they really whack (Real)
I'm on the mots with the bros, f*ck your silly chat (Haha)
Found the b*tch who is snitch appealing (Snitch)
You can feel me B, I don't do feelings (No)
I break bread with the n*ggas that I love (Swear to God)
f*ck feds, free my n*ggas, f*ck the judge
My n*gga Bird ain't picking up crumbs (Bread)
I chased the money, 'cause the money been appealing (Yes)
I'm on the bunny, no meds we ain't speaking (Bits)
Bro move snow in the summer, he been eating (Ounce)
[Verse 3: Aydee]
Look, I stepped outside with a mouth full of grub
No sleep on the curb, I've been grinding for months (Life)
Up and down, cah I need to be up
In my spare time, I'm in bed now, I need some mean uck (Sloppy)
Me and Trapo, see so many mashes in my block with the ratchet
No teeth to try and slap it
Bare man were cutting hella shapes
With my G in the trap, look at the things, that's a rave (Free Jobz)
More time I sat, I'm in the rizla
Yardy man, sizzler (Yeah)
Brudda get the picture (Yeah)
Fisherman, fisher, flick it out, flick ya (Real sh*t)
That's somebody's sister
I skeeted on her tongue and you kissed her (Eurgh)
I told them n*ggas "Stop running from me"
Cah you're gonna make it worse for yourself (Mad)
I swear that's your bredrin, my peshkin as well (Haha)
They're running into shops and they're chilling with the shelves