End Your Service

Go

(There you go, KP)

Yeah, brrt (Lofyed drippin' too hard)

Don't do no bang-outs, hear sirens, outside still blowin'

Long live Big Drac, long live Baby Drac, free Blowski, foe, free Nardo

Brrt, brrt, go (Is that Young3Three?)

Don't do no bang-outs, hear sirens, outside still blowin'

Find out where they hangout, my driver bounce out when I'm throwin'

Get close and blow his brains out, tomato sauce and noodles showin' (Brrt, yeah, yeah)

Clap, then rearrange a route, back to the garage where we goin' (That's where we goin')

This shit gettin' lame, can't even bump and spit out flame, the jakes been thirsty

In a few months, this what I became, but that don't change me, bounce out purgin'

I'm still the same, just hard to murder

Plus my aim somethin' like Curry (Brrt)

Might be insane, I'm raised by murders (Yeah)

Get took out the game, the end of your service (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Just a teen, frontline with steel (Go, go)

On 51st, he went to chill (Yeah, yeah)

He found that 4 block, shit got real (Brrt, brrt)

Now he participate in them kills (Brrt, brrt)

Been lost his twin, he still ain't heal

Violence, only show what he feel

He bounce and clap with Sharks for real (Go)

Dropped his first song, now he got deals (Go, go)

Don't blame the environment, it's my fault

Just 'cause I chose and known the cost

I'm young and advanced 'cause I was taught

I'd rather listen more than I talk

And just like shoes, you'll get bought (Brrt)

Tears fallin' 'cause he got caught (Yeah, yeah)

Collect that payment, confirm the loss (Go)

A funeral Sunday, he chose to walk (Go, go, go, go)

Kittin', purgin', daily basis

I blew my button, you Harlem shakin'

We all around the same ages

And a YN is what they label us

First he on live for clout, you chasin'

Now his thoughts roll on the pavement (Brrt)

They found him sooner, he would've made it (Go)

A candlelight next in the makin' (Go, go, go, go)

Don't do no bang-outs, hear sirens, outside still blowin'

Find out where they hangout, my driver bounce out when I'm throwin'

Get close and blow his brains out, tomato sauce and noodles showin' (Brrt)

Clap, then rearrange a route, back to the garage where we goin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

This shit gettin' lame (Go), can't even bump and spit out flame, the jakes been thirsty

In a few months, this what I became, but that don't change me, bounce out purgin'

I'm still the same, just hard to murder (Yeah)

Plus my aim somethin' like Curry (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Might be insane, I'm raised by murders

Get took out the game, the end of your service (Brrt)

I keep my mask and cool with my fire, too much attention

And when they die, they think we did it

Best when I'm high, I got precision

And by surprise how we gon' get him

We stalk they live and find they trenches

I'm still alive 'cause they be missin'

Swap out the ride, back to that business, go (Brrt)

I don't be home, streets what I roam

Say I ain't outside, that's make-believe

Can't leave the jail alone, don't say I'm wrong, throw button last, then retreat

For hits, I leave my phone, but I ain't alone, my walks in this shit deep

But if I'm dolo (Walk down), I got chrome that sing songs when it speak (Yeah, yeah)

The youngest face card off the porch

Interior race car, jump out Porsche

We really wrap to they corpse (Yeah, yeah)

I'm on some rap shit in New York (Brrt)

So when I clap, show no remorse (Yeah)

See, y'all just nappin', feel that torch (Go)

They go on missions just to abort

They block get lit like July fourth

Without my fully, I'm still on bully

I got some shit behind this hoodie

Present as food, then he cooked

I slide to school and find some pussy

Some shit ain't cool, watch how you lookin' (Brrt)

See, I break rules and walk for shit (Go, go)

Based off my mood, they jump out shootin' (Yeah, yeah)

I switched my shoes 'cause we be hoopin' (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Don't do no bang-outs, hear sirens, outside still blowin'

Find out where they hangout, my driver bounce out when I'm throwin'

Get close and blow his brains out, tomato sauce and noodles showin'

Clap, then rearrange a route, back to the garage where we goin'

Brrt, go