Props

Glocks on the floor and walls If they want war it's war I ran up like ten bands and stashed in tin cans right by the corner store My lil nigga hit me he said he need blickys It's up for the opps and shit Big bro is you with me cause they moving shifty And we don't do props and shit My niggas off meds gon off dependence been laying in bed since he got shot Watch for the feds They tapping at heads They locking up kids they aiming for tops Chasing him down ain't a playing a game They play in the back when it come to a opp Oh he ain't dead we whip it around We huntin him down when we spinning the block Oh I just came up on a big bag Did the dash bitch caught whiplash If niggas say it's up wassup with it If I handed a pack you stuck with it Tried to play tough tried to run with it My jit caught wit called a bluff with it You said you was street But stand on the side when we walk My advice don't f*ck with it You niggas get a gram start actin Top down catch em while he lackin Internet views you was poppin Come to find out he was cappin I make a move with your bitch We make a scene when we slide We gon get up with them niggas We gon go post up make it live Glocks on the floor and walls If they want war it's war I ran up like ten bands and stashed in tin cans right by the corner store My lil nigga hit me he said he need blickys It's up for the opps and shit Big bro is you with me cause they moving shifty And we don't do props and shit Props and shit glocks and shit Try to run up we gon pop some shit E.93 no love for a bitch E.93 it's no love for a snitch 798 I put on for my city Wherever I move then you know they coming with me Cool with my 60s slide with my hats Tried to throw shots and we sending em back Glocks on the floor and walls If they want war it's war I ran up like ten bands and stashed in tin cans right by the corner store My lil nigga hit me he said he need blickys It's up for the opps and shit Big bro is you with me cause they moving shifty And we don't do props and shit