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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Speedy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Selton Ellis
Songwriter
Lyrics
All-white bricks, on foenem
Free Jaymo, ****
9 block, Maryland shit, ****
(Who is Shax, ****?) Uh
I'm young and turnt, I'm 9 block finest (No bap)
Jumped out cars, we quick to find him
Lost my bro, I started spazzin' (Brrt)
Six-two hit him, his little ass dyin' (Come on)
His lil' bitch bad, yeah, she a diamond (No bullshit)
Opps so scary, we gotta find 'em
Won't come out that crib, so we gotta camp it (I'm gon' camp it)
Chops and buttons, that's all I'm ridin' with (No bap)
Go kit up a car, now we out ridin'
Block too hot, so ain't no trappin'
She say I fuck good, she ain't had no rap dick (Uh-uh)
Two cars back to back, we slidin'
I done jumped out first and lost my mind, bitch
Chops and Glocks, that's what he had died with
Button on the back, Baby K gon' tap it (Brrt, brrt)
Two opps died back to back, that's tragic
Don't diss on the 'net, that's how you gon' die, bitch (No bap)
Six-two Drac' make his ass stop chattin'
Mask down, four deep, how we ride, bitch (No bullshit, man)
You run, I chase, so we gon' clap him
23 button, this bitch be drownin'
BloodHound better, so that's who I'm dyin' with (BloodHound better, ****, no bullshit, uh)
Two cars, eight deep, how we ride, bitch (No bap)
Lost my mind, but we had found 'em (Come on)
Chased dude down, I watched his spine rip
Drac' hit his ass, make his ass start clownin'
Only sharks and piranhas, lil' boy, you dyin'
I'm young and turnt, I'm 9 block finest
Jumped out cars, we quick to find him
Lost my bro, I started spazzin'
Six-two hit him, his little ass dyin'
His lil' bitch bad, yeah, she a diamond
Opps so scary, we gotta find 'em
Won't come out that crib, so we gotta camp it (I'm gon' camp it)
Chops and buttons, that's all I'm ridin' with (No bap)
Go kit up a car, now we out ridin'
Block too hot, so ain't no trappin'
She say I fuck good, she ain't had no rap dick
Two cars back to back, we slidin'
I done jumped out first and lost my mind, bitch
Chops and Glocks, that's what he had died with
Button on the back, Baby K gon' tap it
Two opps died back to back, that's tragic
Written by: Selton Ellis