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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzy Banks
Bizzy Banks
Vocals
Leeky G Bando
Leeky G Bando
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Gough
Harry Gough
Songwriter
majesty moses
majesty moses
Songwriter
Malique Wilson
Malique Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nicholas Cavalieri
Nicholas Cavalieri
Mixing Engineer
HARGO
HARGO
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It get spooky when I hit the block
We put the laser to a **** top
I send a message to just make it hot
I don't got no regrets
Hollows hit em so the docs gotta open chest
Thought he died 'cause he stopped breathing
His body warm so they can't leave him
Kings county packed so they can't treat him
[Verse 2]
He was a good kid til he died of some hood shit
Roll him up with a good strip
That's how my **** should bitch
If you miss your mans I can send you to him
Don't talk on the Gram 'cause they taking pictures
Federali's tryna take a member
Caught my first lick up in Rent-a-Center
Like, no cap
I used to put BB guns up in my lunch bag
Bro told me chill I'm like fuck that
**** be politicking till I dump that
She tryna fuck but I dub that
They cannot line me 'cause they bitches dumb trash
I used to trap in a way
Look we ain't gon' talk
I treat my opps like they name Randy Moss
I been in these streets I jumped off that porch
Swervo he with me, I tell him to toss
I went from gang banging and formed to a boss
I'm only winning cause i took a loss
She spit on my dick then she sucking it off
[Verse 3]
They don't want smoke with ****
At all
I be provoking ****
Like
Once I get in mode on ****
It could get slow for ****
I said it could get situated
59 shots got me implicated
**** not 'bout the shit that they infiltrating
I could sense the hatred for a ****
I just might lift a ****
It could get lit for ****
I'm talking surgery
Me and my brothers hit burglaries
My uncle caught murder in third degree
Whole lot of perjury
Google the gang you ain't heard of me
Type to come off vacation and murder spree
[Verse 4]
I got a XD
Catch a body like Max B
Tell my **** don't vex me
Send a message through text-free
Chop kick it like Jet Li
Tell a **** to come test me
But that's just to remind you
I heard that thot fuck with the opps
I put the laser to that bitch's top
[Verse 5]
It get spooky when I hit the block, shh
We put the laser to a **** top
I send a message to just make it hot
I don't got no regrets
Hollows hit em so the doc's gotta open chest
Thought he died 'cause he stopped breathing
His body warm so they can't leave him
Kings county packed so they can't treat him (Can't treat em)
Written by: Harry Gough, Malique Wilson, majesty moses
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