[Intro]
Ayy, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold
Kuki made the beat
Elevate, this mix sounds mad
[Chorus]
Attention, attention
I heard the 7 wants attention
Opps get turnt to Benson Hedges
No, I ain't lyin’, of course, we're tryin'
We rise up 9’s and Smith & Wessons
Press 'em, press 'em
Now my sixers swing nanks with tekkers
Four got packed, we ain't felt no tension
[Verse 1]
Ding-dong died on a glide, that's pain
Bop through the opp block, got caught in the rain
Show us a waigon, waist and higher
I'll grip that fire, I'll make it blaze
Fans wanna know who's there that day
Throw up a 6, that’s all I can say
Bro’s in thе hood, dishin' packs of flake
Turn coke cocaine, еvery batch is great
Whip that, whip-whip that
Lil A got a .9 and he rid that
Ab-Abdi faced life and he snitched that
Now, I got trust issues, that’s big facts
We roll with waps and blades on the mains
Get 'round any day, any place, any way
Get me a car, a peddle, or ridgeback
I'll risk that, ridge that, rinse that
[Chorus]
Attention, attention
I heard the 7 wants attention
Opps get turnt to Benson Hedges
No, I ain't lyin’, of course, we're tryin'
We rise up .9's and Smith & Wessons
Press 'em, press 'em
Now my sixers swing nanks with tekkers
Four got packed, we ain't felt no tension
Attention, attention
I heard the 7 wants attention
Opps get turnt to Benson Hedges
No, I ain't lyin', of course, we're tryin'
We rise up 9's and Smith & Wessons
Press 'em, press 'em
Now my sixers swing nanks with tekkers
Four got packed, we ain't felt no tension
[Verse 2]
I was 16, TeeWizz called me Worksy
'Cah my blade come filthy, dirty
We throw Lixs up and we hold beefs down
You can go ask the opps, we're certi
This lil' hoe want a piece of Worksy, but she way too filthy, dirty
Swing it to them man and swing it to them man
'Cah all of them man, they're way too thirsty
Give me the drop and I'll be there certi
Back by 10 if we leave 9:30
That's two rambo blades in certain
Six gang put 'em six feet where the dirt be
Fully charged up like a rassclaat battery
I don't sip alchy, I pop no perkies
Name me a opp that shot or stabbed me, battered me, silence, exactly
How many opps critical condition?
I plugged bare opps way before my Plugged In
Step on the hill, Jack-Jack and Jill
Watch all of our nanks get damped, no bluffin'
Beef is real, they know how it feels
It was me that wet man's bro and cousin
Stainless steel, but his heart's unsealed
Try chinged him, left man hope and strugglin'
"Get well soon", had them throwback postin'
I was waitin', when's the flatline comin'?
"Get well soon", had them throwback postin'
I was waitin', when's the flatline comin'?
If I ching that and I'm with ChingDat
Give it a second and my broski's cheffin' him
6Gang shot and chinged bare man
And we packed off Rose, but we left no evidence
[Chorus]
Attention, attention
I heard the 7 wants attention
Opps get turnt to Benson Hedges
No, I ain't lyin', of course, we're tryin'
We rise up 9's and Smith & Wessons
Press 'em, press 'em
Now my sixers swing nanks with tekkers
Four got packed, we ain't felt no tension
Attention, attention
I heard the 7 wants attention
Opps get turnt to Benson Hedges
No, I ain't lyin', of course we're trying
We rise up 9's and Smith & Wessons
Press 'em, press 'em
Now my sixers swing nanks with tekkers
Four got packed, we ain't felt no tension
[Outro]
Attention, attention
I heard the 7 wants attention
Opps get turnt to Benson Hedges
No, I ain't lyin', of course, we're tryin'
We rise up 9's and Smith & Wessons
