Casualty

Glahh, Glahh 600, double Bzz Niggas ain't crazy, they filled up with batteries He gon' die, you keep gassing them y'all If I spin hit a bitch, they gon' say it's a casualty But that bitch should've stayed out the way I got ten in the clip and I'm ready to spray Bro got six but he shoot like he clay Bullets hot like Naruto, just went into sage Gotta stay with my G, I can't go out like nay If Malik didn't Drive, he would be here today Told bro gotta pray when I hop in the V's Can't run from no opps, only run from the D's If I get boxed in guarantee I'ma squeeze I made it fuego, in 20 degrees He got in his leg, now he woke with a lean JC What did you do for you team Let me catch send three, straight sending him six They won't know that it's me when I'm coming to blitz When you hear double B's, niggas better get low Cause I'm tryna hop out and throw I was been making shows before I made a song Niggas could cap, but they know what we on He would've been dead if he opened the door It was just me and G posted up on that floor, Me and bro in the pound tryna put niggas down If they looking for me, let them know I'm around Glahh, Glahh, all you heard was the sound Push up on me, niggas is clowns I just bought a....... and it came with some round Tryna catch me at B You know what you started I'm with lil' bro, and lil' bro, he retarded This shit getting sad Nunnie keep acting like he ain't do bad Tell Naj Makk that I'm smoking his dad Finger got an itch Demons in my head, they tryna make me glitch I ain't tryna troll This is not a diss You can hit my phone We can make it lit That's word to my dead Real, EBK, anyone can get led I ain't picking, and choosing F*ck who get shot If You f*ck with the unit You touch one of mines then I'm putting you threw it Who the f*ck is Jah Bands He ain't take no trips, need to lotion his hands And get off his knees 98 D.T, Really been on B.T Tryna catch a P.D Take it back to the land This shit got me embarrassed I'm beefing with bums On they side, it's just me and my gun First nigga shot First nigga run Bro love the feeling of letting it dump Back to the wall, if it's me, or it's them He got hit in his chest I think bro hit his lungs If I ain't even click, why the f*ck would he run Backdoor in they jets I ain't coming for fun Bro like a ref with the whistle no foul Let me catch one of them niggas off bounds We walk shit down We don't shoot at the crowd That's how innocents die Man y'all niggas is clowns 600 Double Bzz