Intro (feat. Slickk Jaylen)

Shootin my dog bitch I ain’t tryna fight tag em no mask put him in the trunk We gon bag em Fat shit he just got hit we gon drag em his mother cryin Mexican plug Tried to stab em Trap shit we bout to slide and we focused wack shit smokin og And it’s pokin sippin that drop Ac just poured it man f*ck that spin on his block Cuz he loafin It’s a one man move no we cannot split it hit em with 223’s like we countin up digits But he a broke boy so he ain’t countin up digits Spin on his block like I’m playin with fidgets Man spin on his block like I’m playin with fidgets I ain’t beefin with a nigga who tryn beef in the mentions Niggas want smoke so you know we gon spin em Man hop out the coop then we hittin a witness All of my brothers on go man we ride with that pole then we stand 10 toes Yeah we chasin a check bitch we chasin the racks bitch you already know we up next