[Intro]
Foenem grave, nigga
Fuck niggas, on foenem, this is my only response, shorty
Ball up top, though, check up, shorty
And I'm in Indiana right now, yeah
[Verse]
They made you mad, for real, you fuck around, just made me mad, for real
They should've told you I'm the dad, for real, I come through and it's belt to ass, for real (Brr)
I can't even say who got smashed, for real (Nah), but trust me, a fuck nigga passed, for real
Like I wanna get on your ass, for real
Catch you in traffic and crash, for real (Skrrt)
I don't even talk about B's, for real, I really be catchin' them bitches
Uh, I don't even talk about the opps, for real, 'cause I really be stretchin' them bitches (Boom, boom)
I hope niggas ready, I know niggas' daddy, I been at the addy, I'm watchin' the house
He pop out that bitch, shoot him in his shit, leave his eye on his lip, now he watchin' his mouth (Boom, brr, boom)
Bitch, you must got the wrong impression, I'll teach you lil' niggas the longest lesson (Nah)
Pull up and hop out with the longest FN (Skrrt, skrrt), they left that lil' nigga right on the 7 (Boom, boom)
Bitch, last nigga got the long discussion (Bitch), I don't want no tracks, I want songs or nothin' (Nah)
You pussy-ass niggas wear thongs or somethin'? (Pussy) All that motherfuckin' dick y'all be suckin' (Bitch)
Bitch, you niggas be drunk as hell, you pussy-ass niggas out absolute
I catch you, I'm spankin' that ass and I ain't goin' down for child abuse (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
Lil' nigga gon' die in his chain, I catch him and whip him like massa do
Lil' boy better watch what he say, he get shot in his mouth, now he snagged a tooth (Boom, boom)
What you niggas wanna shout like the reverend and shit?
I don't beef with no shorty, your ass ain't a threat in this shit and you know I'm a vet in this shit
Thirty-two in the grr and it ain't nothin' less in this shit, get your ass all arrested and shit
I done went on a move, nigga dropped, but I never got dropped, I ain't goin' like Jeff in this shit
I be checkin' 'em up, shootin' this bitch from half court, I be feelin' like Steph in this shit (Boom, boom, boom)
I be facin' 'em up, I be shootin' this bitch in they face, I'm feelin' like Melly (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Let's hop out a striker, we go through the middle (Skrrt)
I'll walk with the stick like the boy was playin' billiards (Boom)
Step back, shoot it in your face, I'll blow this bitch like Lillard (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Niggas talkin' like they killers (Huh?), but they talk too much for killers (You know that)
It's a whole lot of killers and I'm with 'em in that room (You know that)
They must lied, said I'm a goofy (What?), I won't do that, I'll sue 'em
Have my lil' bitch drop that lo' and do that nigga like he Scoom
Nah, fuck that, bitch, let's hit the M (Bitch), go put shots, we in the gym (Grr)
He in the club, thought he was 2Pac, blow this shit above the rim (Boom, boom, boom)
Knock off a limb, you know I'm him
Invadin' shit just like I'm Zim
I lazer shit, his light got dim
They chased him down, knocked off his tin (Come here)
Bitch, all you niggas my sons, I look at y'all, y'all Dutchie as hell
Huh, nigga wanna diss on the gang, lil' bro, they said you musty as hell
Nigga say he smokin' on folks in a song, know how many niggas died for that?
Uh, Duck got killed, I don't know what you thought, you think I ain't slide for that?
Stupid, soon as we bumped, I put shit down
I done blitzed shit in the Town (Brr)
I done blitzed shit on the Pound (Brr)
I'm tryna catch me a lil' Hound (Boom, boom, brr)
I done put shit in the ground (Brr)
I left niggas lost and found
I just snap, don't make a sound
Catch a B, shoot out of town
[Outro]
Bitch
[?], on foenem grave, nigga
[?]
[?] over East niggas, any of them niggas, any, any, anybody, I'm from the S, for real, on my dead homie
