5 Guys - Zone 2, Carns Hill, Kwengface

And the set up girls tryna do the gang dirty I swear I can’t trust no chick

More than half of the opps I was cool in school with;

I had to burn that bridge

And if it wasn’t AR that slapped it, it was probably Kweng or Max

And if we really go there and attack this, them man will probably still dash

And from kway we been doing backflips, only now they’re talking 'bout cash

And I get these hoes out like trap fit, why the hell do they call me trash?

And we reversed them drive-bys

And we flipped the script, back out sticks, sawn off ting or Ty’s .9

We ain’t tryna get our next off nine night

Pull up on the three O’s with my guys

I’m tryna hit him down with the pound like I came back from 5 Guys

Really show this shit about «my knife»

Let me show this shit, about «sticks»

Black hand ting there 7 in the clip

He ain’t on shit, and he ain’t on piss

But he talks about that, and he talks about this

LR, Kenz, 6ix

AR, Snoop, Kiz (my guys)

I love them fucked up kids and I ride for Denz and I ride for Midge (Max)

I just done a show in Cov'

And I got this light change in my pocket

And bro just got him a new ting

It’s a new shape pocket rocket

If I’m low I’ll suck man’s profit

Had a dot dot way too long no use man I swear that I had to shot it

Just cos a man do music

Don’t mean that we’re washed and stupid

When we Zone 2 step, we’re ruthless

Still got clothes from last year’s bootings

Bro just passed me the skeng

He knows that I’ll do it with rudeness

For bro, man boot it, toot it

Them man slow, and washed, and clueless

I just 2 2 step with bro with a bruck like «How you tryna step like suh?»

Hit him in his chest like uh

Or I just wet him in his neck then cut

Gyally on me like my rammy on me

Gyally want sex no love

I just 2 2 step with the gang or I just jump out and whips one up (ask Mayski)

The opps them lie too much, they came to my block like twice

I came to their block like 2 hours later, denied that suttin got niced

Second time I grabbed my wap, I see man run with their waps and knives

I can’t rate my mans gun game, see me in the flesh and they let shit sky

A friend of a opp is a opp, on my life he can hold that too

If it weren’t by me or Squeezo, then you’re getting ran down by Snoop