Exposing Me

Steve Drive (What? What? What?)

Stretch Gang

Steve Drive (Huh?)

Stretch Gang

What? What? What?

Steve Chea on the beat

Von

Ain't got no hoes with me

I be quick to run up, let it pop, that's just the O in me (Boom, boom)

Rest in peace to Silk from Ada Park, that was the older me (That was the older me, huh?)

Goofy got shot right up in his top, his brother told on me (What? Bitch)

Couldn't get a bond, I sat it out, they put that hold on me (Huh?)

Four-five, XDs, fifty shot glizzies (What?Huh? What? Huh?)

Peace treaty, bitch, please

You know I grew up on that violence (For real)

D.O.A., turn off them sirens (D.O.A., what?)

I be thirsty on his ass from Cicero to Stoney Island, huh? (Come here)

'Cause Von get on your ass, send you with them birds (For real)

Your preacher all in church, reading off proverbs (Ha)

And folksnem mad at me, I put in too much work (What?)

They saying, "Von, sit back" 'cause Get Back Gang, they got my back (What?)

But I'm still strapped, can't go like that (Huh?)

I'm still a killer before the rap (Huh? Huh?)

I swear I killed her, broke her back (Yeah)

Your homie die, I'm smoking that (What?)

I'm tired of smelling Tooka and Lil' Marc, and I'm tired of Scrapp (I'm tired of that)

I'm thinking 'bout creating a new pack

Aye, DQ, who is that? (Boom, boom, boom)

Ain't no exposing me (Nah)

I be in them trenches where a **** say he 'posed to be (Dummy)

Foenem wet a **** ass up, he can't get close to me (Boom)

Fye a **** ass up, he gon' need surgery (Boom, grr)

Ambulance get his ass up, he sold his soul to me

He a ho, he a bitch, he a rat, he a snitch (Nah, nah)

I'm Six-O, I won't switch (Six-O)

I got fifty shots in this glizzy and I promise I won't miss (Steve Drive)

Before I let her alley-oop me, put this .40 to her shit

It's gon' be a murder, smokin' Scrapp and I got my strap

Long live Burger, tough as hell on the 'net, but on they block, unheard of (Nah, nah)

Pour a four of Poppie Juice, what's that? That's that syrup (Nah)

Lil' Dee in the kitchen with them pots, he gon' stir up

Twelve get up on this bitch, it's that, we gon', skrrt, skrrt

Long live Headshot HEC, don't disrespect, your face on a shirt

Off that Zeko, Tooka, and that Fatz, we gon' put in work

Sneaky talking, sayin' this and that, just gon' get 'em murked

You don't want them shells from that MAC (MAC)

Chase a **** down, like Ricky, shoot your back (Back)

We shoot up your kickback, then it's back to the 'Met ('Back, 'Met)

I'ma die for my set, D Block where it's at (Set, Steve Drive)

Ain't no exposing me (Nah)

I be in them trenches where a **** say he 'posed to be (Dummy)

Foenem wet a **** ass up, he can't get close to me (Boom)

Fye a **** ass up, he gon' need surgery (Boom, grr)

Ambulance get his ass up, he sold his soul to me

He a ho, he a bitch, he a rat, he a snitch (Nah, nah)

I'm Six-O, I won't switch (Six-O)

I got fifty sho-