392

[VV$ KEN:]
Freeband shit, Freeband shit (Yeah)
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow (Grrr)
Freeband shit, man, band-counter shit, man
You know we want bags, man
Swiper, no swiping
Fire not too far from OV to 438, nigga (Yung Dza)

Hop in the Scat and I go (Vroom)
Went and got Louboutins right out the store, ayy
Twenty-two riding with Joe (Baow)
You hear a pop then that boy on the floor
I got my Glock in my lap, I'ma score
Lil' mama thick, I met her on the pole
Told all my niggas y'all better not fold
If anything, I'ma go and get the pole (Grrr)
Yeah, I'm a shooter, but don't gotta shoot it (Grrr)
I pay my lil' hitta to pull up and do it
Swear that's your ass if we get into it
I got lil' niggas ready to chew it
I got pieces, I'm ready, I'm swipey
You hollering 'bout action, so stop all that typing, ayy
I ain't got time for no tussle
I'ma just pull up and pop me a muscle
After I copped it, I bought me a duffel (Nyoom)
392, it take off like a shuttle
Needed some paper, told my niggas huddle up
Bitch, I'd be broke if I wanted to cuddle (Hell nah)
Wrist is G water, new pack, place your order
If you send a bitch to come shop, I'ma short her
Ayy, I'ma spin your block like a CD
Got about twenty missed calls from a BD (Hold on)
Gotta pay a lawyer, can't rock with no PD
Told that nigga take it to the door and make it speedy (Real fast)
Pussy niggas tryna call the truce like a treaty
Made about fifty-five bands off TD
Say he gon' rob me, ha, try, pussy
Fam (Blaow), he dying, huh
Bake 'em (Fft), deep fry 'em (Psst, Yung Dza)
Go on, I'm sliding
I gotta be up for the pick up
If I miss the drop time, I'ma go and stick up, ayy
'Cause I gotta go and get it
Crack's coming, gotta go and hit it, ayy
I gotta go and hit it, ayy
I gotta go and hit it, ayy
Yeah, ayy, yeah

[Tory Lanez:]
(Ayy, okay)
Soon as that Glock lock, hit him
I hit his block and I bend it, shots extended
Talking too hot, I'ma spin it
Flew to the jeweler, bought a quarter mill' watch and a pendant
Shots keep flyin, who spinnin'?
Ain't nobody seen who did it
Trap house need new tenants
Hop in that Scat and they shooting for Kenny like he a lieutenant
All of my opps I'm shooting
That choppa be talking in fluent
Don't talk, I do it
Choppa erase his face
They had to cool it and close the casket at his viewing, mm, damn
Niggas be telling, I knew it
Brand new bitch fell in, I flew it
Blew twenty racks in the club but a nigga so rich that you niggas can't tell that I blew it, ayy
I'm sliding in a Infinity
I just go skrrt and I skid in it
I don't give a fuck what bitch in it
I don't trust you if you fidgety
Hit the gas, cruise to infinity
Know I got opps that'll try
Know a nigga 'bout to drop with the car, so I gotta keep switching it, ayy
If I go to jail, I fuck the CO
Piss real dirty, fuck the PO
Down to the kilo, uh
Had a nigga play with my backend
Big yoppa that'll chop a nigga back in
Pink 30 and the MAC-10
That's lights, no camera but the action
Homie I go to mail with this
Been a thug since me and Kellz was jits
He was stepping out the cell with drip
And all my niggas out of jail are rich
It's popping