Wrappers (feat. Screwly G)

Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother

This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc

Go, uh

I wouldn't be me if I shot out the whip

Stood over his ass till I ran out of shells, I gotta start bringin' an extra clip (Pew-pew)

**** had more hoes than a pimp

Folks made RoRo dyke ass trip

I keep my strap more than that bitch

Why the fuck is you tradin' pipes for attempts?

My Glock 23 more dirty than Tris

Fuck 95, they duckin' this shit

**** died, he couldn't duck this switch

Monkey in the middle'll get you blitzed

I'm BloodHound, so she wanna eat dick

If Tae want it, I'ma take your kit

Four bucks, that's just for a fit

Go, go

I'ma get to clappin' if I get the wrong vibe

I lost my brother, that's why I stay high

We was two deep, just out here slidin'

If you wanna be gang, drop an L, kill a Y

If you go catch a body, then you might get signed

**** be bitch, that shit a disguise

Go, go

Caught my first vic', it was sweet

Count them hats on both hands, two more, then I'm countin' on my feet

Real-deal clapper, you know I'm elite

Right now, I'm smokin' on Munchie G

It's me and Swerv in a SRT

**** be bitch, be duckin' that beef

Get your bitch ass out of the streets

Go, go

I wouldn't be me if I shot out the whip

Stood over his ass till I ran out of shells, I gotta start bringin' an extra clip

**** had more hoes than a pimp

Folks made RoRo dyke ass trip

I keep my strap more than that bitch

Why the fuck is you tradin' pipes for attempts?

My Glock 23 more dirty than Tris

Fuck 95, they duckin' this shit

**** died, he couldn't duck this switch

Monkey in the middle'll get you blitzed

I'm BloodHound, so she wanna eat dick

If Tae want it, I'ma take your kit

Four bucks, that's just for a fit

Go, go

Uh, uh, uh-huh

In the straight with 50, finna go on a hit (Yoom)

I done left blood on blocks when I blew my Glock, been steppin' on shit since a jit (Pew, pew, pew-pew)

Lil' bro love gettin' high so much, he'll rob a **** just to pay for his kit (You know that)

**** be postin' them lil'-ass Rolls and them weak-ass clothes, spent that on my fit (Broke ass)

Opp bitch gave me some head and made me mad, the bitch ain't usin' no spit (The fuck?)

I told the bitch to stop, get off my cock, dumb bitch can't suck no dick (Gotta go)

Long live Scoom, if a bitch try to backdoor us, on folks, gon' clap that bitch (Fuck NeNe)

Long live Jeff, you would've clapped dude from Trap, if the switch ain't click, you piss (Fuck him too)

Hmm, alright, uh, fuck the 5, **** ain't on shit (Grrah)

**** don't post on the 3 no more 'cause **** got shot every time they spinned (They know that)

Before this rappin' shit, we was wrappin' shit, you can't name a block we ain't bent (You know that)

****, we'll spin out of fishbowls, bail out with two poles, huntin' tryna see where he went (Rrah, rrah)

Alright, uh, scope on the block tryna see where he went (Uh-huh)

Chase a **** down tryna jump the gate, ain't no gettin' away, leave his ass on the fence (There he go right there)

All he heard was switch and Drac', then felt the shots, his ass couldn't flinch (Pew)

I heard the bitch-ass **** ain't die, still felt that fire, we ain't seen him since (Ah-ha)

**** be talkin' 'bout bodies, ain't got no body, that shit don't make no sense (The fuck?)

I heard the **** got shot with five, but really was nine like 50 Cent (Like Curtis Jackson)

Soon as we bounced out on him, he knew he was done, that **** knew it was it (That **** knew it was over)

Soon as he fell on the ground, bro gave him more rounds, yelled out, "I told you, bitch"

Bitch-ass ****

Long live my brother, ****, he probably killed your brother, ****

Know that, ****, fuck the opps crazy, ****

Grrah