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[Intro: BloodHound Q50]
Go
Long live my brother, he did kill your b*tch-ass brother
Ha, we finna walk this b*tch again (Free Lil T, free Guwop, free Quis)
On folks grave (Free them boys, we them boys)
Go, go

[Verse 1: VonOff1700]
They done got clapped up, tell them n*ggas to slide back (Back)
The b*tch pus*y weak, then she won't get a ride back (She won’t)
Glizzy, Joc, Romaine, need two more fames, bronem tryna rush 'em a five pack (Damn)
He thought it was sweet and dropped his lo' and the n*gga died where he went live at (His dumb ass)
This lil’ n*gga tweakin', he think he Q50, walkin' around, talkin' 'bout he got five hats (His b*tch ass)
Just hit a lot, now wе flyin' in five 'Cats (We gone)
I hеard Diamond got hit with like five straps (Damn)
There's only ten opps left and five rats
I can get a f*ck n*gga killed for five racks
Got took for his chain, now he tryna buy it back (His b*tch ass)
Here go a Drac’ shell, here, n*gga, have that (Rrah, rrah)
I ain’t gotta say too much, y'all know what the f*ck goin’ on when we got on all black (You know that)

[Verse 2: BloodHound Q50 & VonOff1700]
Go, go
I ain't chasin' these hoes, I'm what a b*tch need (You know that)
30K to Johnny to flood my teeth
10K for a feat, know talk ain’t cheap (It ain't)
Give a f*ck about rappin' and my songs gettin' leaked
I was p*ssin' on my hands, washin' up with bleach
Go ask about me, I left blood in the street
Used a tied up T-shirt, I forgot my ski
Just got a new Cuban off a n*gga tryna link
I'm still dumpin' grams for forty a piece
Only puttin' my trust in this Glock 23 (23)
These n*ggas be sweet, every Gen on me free (Know that)
Bounce out the car just blastin', I know he gon' fall, better or I keep tappin'
I stand over sh*t with a passion (You know that)
Every kill I caught, I was smilin' and laughin'
[Verse 3: VonOff1700]
Think it's sweet 'cause I got on some glasses (Dumbass)
I don't want that switch on my Glock if it's plastic (I don't)
Toss Gang, we give out caskets (We givin' 'em out)
I'll ride up Linder, tryna score me a basket (Rrah)
Swing my door, I'ma hop out blickin' (Come here, come here)
Since Munchie got clapped, I don't want no chicken (I don't)
If you ain't kill sh*t, then you can't keep dissin' (You can't)
Took out a M and went straight to the trenches (You know that)
Kidnap his kids since he thinkin' I'm kiddin' (Thinkin' I'm playin')
The n*gga that clapped up Juice ain't livin' (He dead)
Lost Mook, same night, we was spinnin' (We was out)
And if rap get slow, then I'm right back stealin' (Right back stealin')
Bounce on an opp, dumped the Drac' for a minute (Come here, you know that, rrah)
We gon' beat up that ride if the back window missin'
Glizzy went sweet, they caught him p*ssin' (His dumb ass)
They ain't got no more killers, them opp n*ggas finished (They dead ass)

[Verse 4: BloodHound Q50 & VonOff1700]
Just took a n*gga kit, BloodHound, we extort sh*t (Extort sh*t)
Talkin' 'bout she pregnant, b*tch, get an abortion
He savage to y'all, to me, he a Norbert (His b*tch ass)
I'm a six-figure n*gga who'll drill out a foreign (You know that)
Ain't never kill a n*gga, then Heaven, you goin'
Took a shot to the leg, got back up blowin' (Know that)
It's 3 in the morning, me and Von just flowin'
Go, go (You know that)
Ain't blow his gun, he a witness (His b*tch ass)
I know you n*ggas tired of bein' our victims
Tryna hit us a lick for some millions
Me and Jizzle in the Mil right now dumpin' chicken (Chicken)
Rookie-ass n*ggas got a mask in the kitchen
Tay say he want him dead, no question I'm blitzin' (I'm blitzin')
Blood in, blood out, only way that I'm livin' (You know that)
Let a b*tch cheat on me, then her mama I'm killin' (I'm killin' her ass)
[Verse 5: VonOff1700 & BloodHound Q50]
If we bounce and you run, don't fall
Leal broke as f*ck, how he buried in the wall? (The f*ck?)
I ain't wifin' no b*tch, I'm a dog (I won't)
Ain't good for sh*t but di*k in her jaws (Her eat ass)
Clap a n*gga like a round of applause (Come here)
Droppin' opps, funny part when a n*gga tryna crawl (Know that)
Quis 5'8" droppin' n*ggas who tall (Come here)
Broke-ass opps still shop in the mall (They broke ass)
'Raq sh*t, we don't play it at all (We don't)
Quis 5'8" droppin' n*ggas who tall
Broke-ass opps still shop in the mall
Droppin' opps, funny part when a n*gga tryna crawl