[Verse 1:]
Man first off a c diddy n*gga
Light the dope up, pour the remy n*gga
I'm with the mafia a 150 n*ggas
That hold Mac 11s that got 50 in em
We in 50 cities you in 50 kitchens
Got 50 women whipping up a baby
So that's 50 children that got a 100 drum
To kill 50 people and leave 50 injured
f*ck a 50 n*gga
Free Mac dre kill any n*gga
Won't think about it willy nilly n*gga
Got a philly b*tch that don't like philly n*ggas
All that lip boxing- can't get jiggy n*gga
I don't envy n*ggas like some Maryland or city n*gga
Got this big 30 and this lil glizzy n*gga
b*tch I'm big flock you lil glizzy n*gga
On Fox a millie n*gga
b*tch it's thraxxx gang
And I'm really with the n*ggas talk a life that they ain't really livin Then they lose a life a n*gga really killed And Feds told him spill the beans he really spilled
And for any n*gga saying f*ck thraxxx it's probably because we wasn't f*ckin with em
Got faggy n*ggas in your posè
I wouldn't be surprised if you was out here f*cking n*ggas
I don't give a f*ck if you gettin money with them
n*gga no excuse that ain't 100 n*gga
Bunch of bullets comin in abundance n*gga
You alway sneak dissin you redundant n*gga
I ain't smokin fungus from you other n*ggas
n*gga smokin reggie with that butter in it
Don't try to beef with me you'll get your lovers in it
Try to make it crumble like some funnel n*gga
Pull up in the Audi
Snorting on the molly
Smokin on the ganja call it turbo
Might cook a migo with this desert eagle
Shout out leo shy and burto
b*tch I'm in the regal blessing Benny seagulls
Seeing plenty people blowing penny reefer
And this semi auto will leave a n*gga see through
n*ggas will never love you till they saying free you
[Bridge:]
They don't love you n*gga... All these guns and all this crazy sh*t make it look like chiraq lil n*gga.... All these clips and all this crazy sh*t... b*tches ain't got no grenade launcher lil n*gga
[Verse 2:]
Know a couple n*ggas that'll leave a n*gga layin
And throw a n*gga body over the interstate
And if a n*gga hate you could get away
That n*gga f*ck around and get killed today
n*gga depending on how I feel today
Leave a n*gga neighborhood all in disarray
Except Waldorf cause them n*ggas sweet
And they all dorks
And they front lawns look like golf courses
And I wonder why they throw salt for us
Can't erase a n*gga like a chalk board
Got two of these n*gga I'm the flock lord
You want that beef sh*t?
Then I'm all for it
I wear Versace shades no Tom ford
b*tch I'm with my dawgs
I See black and white like a concord
Guns clappin like an encore
Trel fat b*tches diddy gang
If it's work hard I let the semi bang
I walk out my home wearing any chain
n*ggas get on Twitter saying anything
I just left Morris avenue
So I can link with avenue
n*ggas already know what the cannon do
b*tch I'm on fox street with the man of goons
And I got this Glock on my waist
Might send some shots at your fade
Might put some knots on your waves
b*tch I'm c*cking the K
For-onic and shot in your face
You got pounds in your braids
f*ck n*gga you can get slumped
You can act grown if you want
I just caught the noise on my block
Shoot up a silly gun gump
50 shots willy you really on lock
I'm on ahk block I'm with the brothers
Feel like the hottest summer
I'm still rocking butters
And since I've been home the realest n*gga I ever met is my baby mother
b*tch in servin feins straight out the guttah
I got a daughter son and its on the way
f*ck all these Buffy n*ggas got sonny and that b*tch on the way Squad