32C

Feds keep takin’ all my extra clips, and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout these drums, I’m talkin’ ‘bout my brothers, bitch

They all locked for murders, burners, and a few attempts and shit

Gang gang caught two bodies in a rental whip

Anywhere we see ‘em get to sendin’ it

If I can’t open fire, my mom’s a liar if we don’t take his shit

These lil **** fakin’, bitch

12 down the street I know they takin’ pics

Hopped out on that lil boy like “Police”, we had to fake the blitz

GPS trackin’ his food down that shit gon’ make me rich, rich, rich

And I gotta say no names or make even a diss

They know exactly how I’m comin’, real demon, kid

We don’t take plenty souls from different blocks, don’t give no shits

Don’t give no fucks, big young and turnt, wop the plain Jane and cop somethin’ buss

32C, I was on that bus, now it’s AMG’s and M3’s, they can’t talk to us

Spent a 100K on ice, still don’t feel like that’s enough

In the spot thumbin’ through 250’, like who can I trust?

Feds keep takin’ all my extra clips, and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout these drums, I’m talkin’ ‘bout my brothers, bitch

They all locked for murders, burners, and a few attempts and shit

Gang gang caught two bodies in a rental whip

Anywhere we see ‘em get to sendin’ it

If I can’t open fire, my mom’s a liar if we don’t take his shit

These lil **** fakin’, bitch

12 down the street I know they takin’ pics

Hopped out on that lil boy like “Police”, we had to fake the blitz

GPS trackin’ his food down that shit gon’ make me rich, rich, rich

And I gotta say no names or make even a diss

They know exactly how I’m comin’, real demon, kid

We don’t take plenty souls from different blocks, don’t give no shits