f*ck WHAT YOU CLAIM lyrics

[Intro: BLVCK PSVLM]
f*ck what you claim, n*gga, we ain't set trippin'
You can be GLB, but it's all about that money
f*ck what you claim, n*gga, we ain't set trippin'
You can be GLB, but it's all about that money

[Verse 1: BLVCK PSVLM]
Dope with the smoke, sh*t stick to the bullets
Clique go in the other side the crip, we seizin' all that bullsh*t
Get yo profits, n*ggas not, 'cause we each don't give a sh*t
I'm a G, GLB, but we still show mud respect
Dope—Dope with the smoke, sh*t stick to the bullets
Do—Do—Dope with the smoke, sh*t s—
—ope with the smoke, sh*t s—
Spec Op in the cliquе, grip, and put that clip up in they back
Forever mad, so kick dеad and keep that frown up

[Verse 2: Freddie Dredd]
Doomset what I rep, better represent the set
Killin' suckas ain't about the mothaf*ckin' evil sh*t
What did you just hear? I thought I was so damn clear
When I said "You are dead", do not make me turn to red
Creepin' in the f*ckin' mornin', as I wake I hear you moanin'
From the pain I put you in, oh think of what you could have been
Such a waste, I should have paced when I was cuttin' you
Bleedin' out, I had no doubt as I hear you scream n' shout
[Outro: BLVCK PSVLM]
Step up in the stank, big woof [?] with my people
Ain't no input to this shippin' 'cause we leavin' no f*ckin' sequel
If I got the feelin', watch as n*ggas crumble from this skrong
Oh, dead, I see, n*ggas sweeped up off their feet
I'm a rizzler, foam with tiddies, ha, n*gga, what you think?
Should it be [?] instead of talking n*ggas should we think of a masterplan to give [?]