Last Response lyrics

[Intro]
Top 30 n*gga (30 Gang)
Free the guys n*gga
Iraq stand up n*gga

[Verse]
Yo, I'm 3 0 like Solja Lizk
Brody stand over sh*t
n*ggas don't know the clique, we really smoking sh*t (30 Gang)
All of my n*ggas demons, the ones you don't go against (hahahaha)
All headshots, we really open sh*t (pow pow pow pow pow pow)
I stay with a hand rocket, equipped with a cinnabon (pow pow pow pow pow pow)
Ain't no shooting back, n*ggas just finna run (hahahaha facts)
Stick a fork in 'em, I swear this n*gga done (this n*gga done y'all)
He ain't used his head, I swear this n*gga dumb (clown ass n*gga)
I'm with all of the bullsh*t, stay with a full clip (pow pow)
We all from the same gang, we on some hood sh*t (Iraq n*gga)
You think you f*cking with me, you smoking good sh*t (dope)
We got all over blood, and the n*gga he stood with (that part)
3 0 that's the squad, b*tch I'm from 30 Gang (30 Gang)
Catch a n*gga lacking, he dead in the turning lane (rrt rrt)
Click, click, boom, rip through his vеrtebrae (pow pow)
Another man down, b*tch it's a dirty gamе (dirty game)
Don't make me bully n*ggas, brody can't handle me (can't handle me n*gga)
I'm from the Southside, we press like piano keys (Iraq)
I been on some fly sh*t, tall tees and baggy jeans (real rap)
I been had the streets jumping, just like a trampoline (bop)
So put that little weapon up, little n*gga don't step to us (don't step to us)
We with all the extra stuff, my gang f*ck sections up (f*ck sections up)
We warring with anybody, ain't nobody checking us (go to war with anybody n*gga)
We putting demos down, that's why they respecting us (on the dead homies)
Them people watching me, they say I'm a crime boss (hahaha)
He ain't use his head, so we took his mind off (pow pow)
They was tryna sign me, but b*tch I can sign y'all (b*tch I can sign y'all)
A n*gga play with Hank, my killers gon' find y'all (3 0)
It's blood all on my hands, pass me the Pine-Sol (pass me that sh*t)
I waited up in line, b*tch it's my time now (it's my time now)
I'm outshining n*ggas, I ain't even trying y'all (I ain't try y'all)
n*ggas say he eating, I know he lying y'all (he lying n*gga)
007, free little bro Tooey Ru (free Tooey Ru)
AR with compressors, we let them Uzis shoot (pow pow)
Leave a hole in 'em the size of a hula hoop (yeah that)
n*gga you the target we gon' throw bullets through (pow pow)
n*ggas die young thinking they bulletproof (you ain't bulletproof n*gga)
Y'all n*ggas ain't on sh*t, your hood we pulling through (rrt rrt)
n*gga your sidekick, well blood he can get it too (he can get it too)
I'm all in your b*tch mouth, just like a missing tooth (hahahaha)
[Outro]
Bris mode n*gga
007
Oh yeah
Chase him down
Stand over n*gga
Welcome to Iraq