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[Intro: EBK Juvie Ju]
(Brrt, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick 'em)
Free Marley

[Verse 1: EBK Juvie Ju]
Heard you be fightin' over hoes like you Popeye
Ayy, and I only tell the truth, no, I cannot lie
The suckas be inside, on my momma, they is not sliding
Gang sh*t, I just checked some trap from my Asian
We strapped up, all my n*ggas armed and dangerous
RSleaze still pimpin', taking blues out her anus
Chase a n*gga down with this mask like I'm Jason
Ooh-wee, damn, I'm the jankster
Ayy, ayy, quick to line you up just like a taper
She wanna kick it, do I look like Ric Flair?
Ayy, and free my n*ggas out the dog pen
Middle school days kicking dogs we was all in

[Verse 2: EBK Durkio]
Ayy, b*tch, I got that sh*t on me, ayy, and Wеs too
We slidin' [?] so n*gga what you wanna do?
Juvie Ju in the back, yеah, you know he quick to shoot
Got the drops and the addys and all my n*ggas slidin' through
Glock 19 fully press a nun, just to [?]
n*ggas be flexin' with that strap, yeah, that sh*t be kinda cute
You better stop 'fore I have Joc come and strip you out your shoes
True story, all facts, I ain't gotta lie to [?]
I got some n*ggas bangin' Ru and got some n*ggas bangin' blue
If you snooze then you lose but if she choose then I need blues
f*ck a scholar, I need dollars, n*gga, word to my poppa
Lotta n*ggas sayin' they gang but we ain't put them on the roster, n*gga
f*ck them random n*ggas, y'all belong in a foster, b*tch
I don't [?], but she know it's gonna cost her
I'ma sleaze but I pass the ball
We shootin', no basketball
We don't f*ck with n*ggas 'cause these n*ggas, they be cattin' off
One false move and I bet Hari let that ratchet off
RIP Pops and them, one day and I'ma be with y'all
[Verse 3: EBK Jaaybo]
Lil' Glocks, lil' chains, n*gga knock it off
He was speakin' on the gang so I'ma knock him off
n*ggas talkin' like Scarface but they cotton soft
b*tch said, "I just got my check," I told her drop it off
So what you wanna do?
Big Glocks on deck so if I see you I'ma shoot
This clip hold fifty, I'ma give 'em thirty-two
Then double back and feed the rest to his dudes, ayy
I'm geekin' on this b*tch like where my sh*t at?
The sh*t that I'm toting'll leave a n*gga with a sh*t bag
Big chop turn a house party to a kickback
Couple skits we can't speak on but, b*tch, we did that
n*ggas really pathetic and I ain't feelin' it
HotBoiiz and I know the real n*ggas hearin' this
As long as I'm rockin' with this Glock, I ain't fearin' sh*t
Shiesty, leave a n*gga bleedin' like a period
Woah, I just ran off on the plug
Gang gang, I just stripped a n*gga for his drugs
b*tch, want me to cuff? Yeah, you dreamin'
Ayy, gave the b*tch the di*k, now she fiendin'
Slide through your block sweepin' like we cleanin'
Gang, grindin' from the AM to the PM