[Intro]
(Fawk)
Shit
Oh, oh

[Verse]
Bitch I'm on 6th Ave
Blick splat like automatic
Make some fine shit go tat my gang, go tat 57
Pills in the ziplock bag
Try me, you get put in trash
Recruit shit, come step with Fast
Sold my gun, switch my class
Glocks and Draco's, that's my class
Draco got a Kirby mag
Spent some racks for gear
And my plug just drove a hunnid miles to get this pack out here
Bitch don't tell me that it's fuckin' up
'Cause it's up it's stuck
Bitch I got the latest gen
I got old gens, too
But my Draco new
.40 cal and my B-Roll blue
Oh you want some percs?
And a retaliation?
Bet, I get off first
Took some easy licks
Now I'm lit
Find me in the bricks
You better not leave your Grand Cherokee opеn, truck be running
This shit gone hit your Palm Angles shirt, fuck up your stomach
And I gеt off grams
And I pop for racks
Fuck you think?
Gen 5 on me
Ready to take ya rank
This zaza stank