[Chorus: Bzo]
You gon' wish you never made those threats (Made those threats, nah)
You gon' wish you never sent those texts (Sent those texts, nah)
CYC and Lune Squad, they connect (They connect, yeah)
Talkin' out the side of your neck is how your neck gon' disconnect
[Verse 1: Bzo]
And just like that (and just like that), another person out here missin' (Missin')
Dumped him in the river and it wasn't even part of my mission
Bitch I'm busy (bitch I'm busy), can't have hoes fuckin' up my vision (Vision)
Holes in your back was my first attempt at forgiveness
When you tried to get between me and my business (My business)
Murder on the mic, my life malicious
Seventeen figures in the bank on my wish list
Blew all my wishes on kisses of death
Just a touch of my lips, you'll be laid to rest
Save the best for last, I guess
That's when I laugh (hah hah), slay the rest, why did I make this mess? (Why did I make?)
I feel like a Lune (Lune), about to blow up like balloon (About to blow up like balloon)
We step in the room, if we jump on the mic, then you all doomed (Then you all doomed)
I jump on the broom and fly off (uh), if you not down, you'll die off (Uh)
Just when you found the night off, I'll be around 'cause I found your light off
Under the moon I got Krawley and Boogie too
Way back, bitch we go way back formin' together to set up the payback
Rippin' off braids at Liberty High, 'cause of my brother they literally died
Luney as ever, I feel like I'm fried, but you know that I'm always down for the ride
[Chorus: Bzo]
You gon' wish you never made those threats (Made those threats, nah)
You gon' wish you never sent those texts (Sent those texts, nah)
CYC and Lune Squad, they connect (They connect, yeah)
Talkin' out the side of your neck is how your neck gon' disconnect
You gon' wish you never made those threats (Made those threats, nah)
You gon' wish you never sent those texts (Sent those texts, nah)
CYC and Lune Squad, they connect (They connect, yeah)
Talkin' out the side of your neck is how your neck gon' disconnect
[Verse 2: Boogie]
I'm scratchin' initials into some .45 shells
About to load this mag up, send you bitches to Hell
Told 'em CYC and Lune Squad been down since them Presswood days
Back when ABK was pullin' drive-bys with the homie Blaze
I'm a sergeant in this bitch, respect the knowledge that I spit
If it's negative shit you talkin', then my Glock'll talk shit
Leave you tied up in the Regal, leakin', bleedin' on the floor
As I'm goin' through your pockets, Teabag is kickin' in your door
Why you send them texts? Why you talkin' shit? Why you actin' big?
Actin' like this ain't The Mob and I can't get your ass hit
Homie, with one look the Lunes will leave you with your head split
Now you all across the news because your ass was talkin' shit
[Chorus: Bzo]
You gon' wish you never made those threats (Made those threats, nah)
You gon' wish you never sent those texts (Sent those texts, nah)
CYC and Lune Squad, they connect (They connect, yeah)
Talkin' out the side of your neck is how your neck gone' disconnect
You gon' wish you never made those threats (Made those threats, nah)
You gon' wish you never sent those texts (Sent those texts, nah)
CYC and Lune Squad, they connect (They connect, yeah)
Talkin' out the side of your neck is how your neck gone' disconnect
[Verse 3: Krawley]
Sitting alone on my bed with voices all in my head
They keep on tellin' me everyone's really better off with me dead
I'm tryin' to talk to God but I don't think anyone's listenin'
I look at the knife on the shelf and it's kind of odd the way it be glistenin'
Nobody to tell my problems 'til the day I met my best friend
Then it was me and Boogie ridin' the whip all up and down in The West End
Nobody could stop The Squad from becoming what it is today
So when you see your boys just know it's time to get down on your knees and pray
For my brother I'd take a bullet, anybody wanna test it, bitch pull up
Wanna send some texts like you some bad motherfucker, bitch, what's up?
Next time you see this face it'll be the last one you ever see
That's what you get for fuckin' with the LS and that CYC
[Chorus: Bzo]
You gon' wish you never made those threats (Made those threats, nah)
You gon' wish you never sent those texts (Sent those texts, nah)
CYC and Lune Squad, they connect (They connect, yeah)
Talkin' out the side of your neck is how your neck gone' disconnect
You gon' wish you never made those threats (Made those threats, nah)
You gon' wish you never sent those texts (Sent those texts, nah)
CYC and Lune Squad, they connect (They connect, yeah)
Talkin' out the side of your neck is how your neck gone' disconnect
