Belt Boys

(This a Nitti beat)

Uh, we smokin' these dead ****, uh

Free D4, uh, free shorty (Long live the guys)

Ayy, I don't wanna hear myself (At all), let's go (Free bronem)

Uh (Let's go, uh)

I ain't gon' get on here and just start dissin' like we ain't lose our man (Long live Traylon)

But I can merch, we really same night gang, I was blowin' this bitch like a fan (Boom, boom, boom)

And I'll blow at a fan, so watch how you look, don't come 'round singin' that shit (Don't come 'round singin' that shit)

And if I wanna play, a opp wanna play, on bro, I'll face that bitch (I'll face that)

TG Boo, when lil' buddy had died, nobody had claimed that bitch (Man, nobody had claimed that dummy)

5K what? KMan been a pack, Kaleb made him famous and shit (Kaleb made his ass so famous)

PayPay died with his hands in the air, so DPDK, I'll blow at 12 (I'll blow at 12)

Gang unit K, bitch, and I cannot wait 'til they free bronem out the cell, uh (Free my members)

Jizzle ass got backdoored, his dumb ass should be in hell

And I heard, uh, got hit with a switch, can't say his name or we goin' to jail (We goin' to jail)

I'm smokin' Winford, bro got left with no legs, he ain't even make the chair (He ain't make the chair)

I'm clutchin' switch, so when you see me, bitch, do not stop and stare (Don't stop and stare)

I'm fuckin' on two bad hoes, yeah, lil' booty matter, but one got a BBL (One got a BBL)

I'm so tired of Lil Chop dissin', every time we come to the 6, nobody there (Nobody outside, ****)

Wanna diss my brother and I can merch, y'all wore about four different shirts in a year (In a year)

Say the wrong the thing, I put this shit on my granny, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care (I'ma blow)

Get the fuck out, bitch, you ain't suckin' or fuckin', then you gotta go (Bitch, you gotta go)

We got some big shit, switches too, bitch, I want you to send a lo' (I want you to send the lo')

Lil' bro pop out with that fat shit, big boy gun and make a **** hit the floor (Make a **** hit the floor)

Uh, free D4, ****, long live the guys, uh

**** know not speak on lil' Tray

Don't give a fuck if you a kid, better get out the way (Boy, shut the fuck up)

They know where I'm up on they block, they ain't tryna bump, **** scared to come out them gates (Boy, them **** some bitches)

Switch so quick, ain't know he was hit, all he heard was that, "Brr" and it was too late (Brr, brr, brr, brr)

When I get the pin, I'm ready to bend, can't nobody save 'em, not even a saint (Boy, can't nobody save 'em)

I'm tryna leave his shit red, dump that switch with both hands and I just paint

You rookie-ass **** gettin' killed on drills, you duck-ass **** don't even got rank (Boy, you don't even got no rank)

I'll turn a tough **** ass to a bitch, put the blick in his face, I bet bro faint (Boy, that **** a bitch)

I don't wanna talk on the phone, can we meet up and bump so I can show off my aim? (Aim perfect)

These **** fakin' like they really with it, bro bump Drac', **** turned to Usain (These **** fast as fuck)

Opp-ass bitch gon' suck that dick, then I'ma send the ho back to her main (You gotta to go, bitch)

I know you **** gon' think with y'all dick, so I'll send the bitch, you **** a shame (Boy, you **** some)

We hit they block with a Drac' and a switch, this ain't the good song just like Eddy Kane (That bitch was singin')

I don’t give a fuck about no condition, me and the gang'll slide in the rain (We was up in the rain)

We shootin' for lil' Traylon, ****, I'll hop out, no mask, broad day, leave a **** stank (No bullshit)

Thinkin' a bitch be with me for the free, if that was my ho, I'm breakin' the bank (I'm breakin' the bank)

And you know I'm breakin' her back, but, fuck that, let's get back on track

Invisible switch, when I put that bitch, he thought it was semi, boy, this bitch a fully (Boy, this a fully)

You gotta go drill, you wanna get recruited

Your partner had died, you make some music

Fuck I look like makin' some music? Lil' Traylon died, we got straight to it

Uh, free bronem

I'm fuckin' on two bad hoes, yeah, lil' booty matter, but one got a BBL (But one got a BBL)

I'm so tired of Lil Chop dissin', every time we come to the 6, nobody there (Nobody there, ****)

Wanna diss my brother and I can merch, y'all wore about four different shirts in a year (In one year)

Say the wrong the thing, I put this shit on my granny, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care

I'ma blow, I don't even care

Ayy, I'ma blow, boy, I don't even care

We spinnin' for Tray, ****, long live the guys, ****, uh

And free, free D4 (Free all the guys)

Free shorty, uh, no bullshit

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