[Verse: CB]
Really on smoke
I ain't gotta lie, man's ruthless, them man there still losin'
Same day broski would've been a bootin'
I got 'round there with two sticks
One wap, I'll juice him, leave him loosin'
Please don't war like Turan
Between me and my n***a GG, we gotta up three, that's proven
When I stabbed his chest, that's minimum GBH with intent, I don't settle for less
Remember when they try do shootin' in ends, so I got 'round there and shot one of them
Would've done it again and again and again
How many times have we left man?
No verbal, no verbal when there weren't no verbal
When we caught one of them
That weren't—, ayy
Ayy