Greatness (Open Mic)

NFTB Chewy

Shoot through the glass

Burst up the tints, I'ma park up his whip, he ain't leaving the Ville

I walk around with a G26 and a smile on my face 'cause I'm down for the kill

His bro's in the ground 'cause he sent us a diss and this fuck **** slipped and he died in his wheels

Dig his ass up if I find where they bury him, shoot up the funeral, show 'em it's real

I'm stuck fighting cases again

Know them cells getting cold, tell the judge free the men

They can diss in their tracks till' their homies get drenched

28 shots in his windshield, kid should be dead

I was pissed, heard the kid didn't crop

How the fuck he survive 28 shots?

I can't rest 'til' he sleep in a box

If I bang **** dingers, I beat till it stop

Bro take **** dinners, 'cause he locked in a box

My next brodie on stuck in a house and his ankle a box so he walk with a bop

Organized crime, we ain't missing no drop

It's like COD when we draw for the loadout

Swiches on Glocks, how these **** get cropped

Dumb little kid got packed for the dissing

**** go missing, that's on my mom

Blow up the rip, this shit sound like a bomb

The killies come blow shit up like Baghdad

Hop out the black van, aim for a top

Hahaha, know your crodie's a pack man

We did him so bad, sent him Allah

It gets dark if I slap on the black mask

Load up my black mag and dump it on all of your dawgs

Shoot through the glass

Burst up the tints, I'ma park up his whip, he ain't leaving the Ville

I walk around with a G26 and a smile on my face 'cause I'm down for the kill

His bro's in the ground 'cause he sent us a diss and this fuck **** slipped and he died in his wheels

Dig his ass up if I find where they bury him, shoot up the funeral, show 'em it's real