67 still on that stain shit
Think we give a fuck if you're famous?
You can turn into a stain quick
If we rise the wap up and aim it
You know everything, we garn take it
We still in the hood, we ain't made it
Had clips longer then my uncle's shoes
Way before Ukdrillnews
Bro's still treatin' grub like a muscle
Out 'ere stretchin' bare food
Niggas look weird nowadays
I think they smoke food
You can be fuckin' huge
This corn will go through

6 gang pull, machine fill up
Bet we drum up your block
Then you hear us again like the track got pull up
You don't put in work, don't flex in vids
You're a tramp with a hood up
Three waps up when I did it in the A
That day with Sizz and Pulla
Yeah, I hear that, should'a, could'a, would'a
All of that shit don't matter
Come 'round and show man badder
Pop my door, watch everyone scatter, mazza
Ld's old school like Kappa
Wanna talk on my name, better mention it right
'Cause this ain't a joke like Dappah
I come tru' with a wap and a dagger

Summertime on my block
You can't cut tru', it's cold as fuck
Winter time, I'm movin' low 'cause it's fuckin' hot
I don't want no cases
So I'm out 'ere playin' dodge the cops
Straight drop on the line it's going off, oh my gosh
Just picked up a pack
Now I'ma get that gone
When it comes to the beef
Ask my guys, they'll tell you I'm on
Bare gun talks 'cause there's guns about
Rev, rev, I'll ride the ped
Then make my shooter come gun you down

67 still on that stain shit
Think we give a fuck if you're famous?
You can turn into a stain quick
If we rise the wap up and aim it
You know everything, we garn take it
We still in the hood, we ain't made it
Had clips longer then my uncle's shoes
Way before Ukdrillnews
Bro's still treatin' grub like a muscle
Out 'ere stretchin' bare food
Niggas look weird nowadays
I think they smoke food
You can be fuckin' huge
This corn will go through

Please don't make man tell man go for it
Corn for beef for days
And we put that corn all over it
I like when man try act like they're not involved
Man try loafin' it
You might as well have said it with your chest
Cah bro still opened it
We playin' for keeps
Got normal friends that just bang deets
I lay gyal down, I S-A-D and a man save sheets
You see St?
Yeah, I love little bro, the man's on grease
What's that? A Ap?
Man tek' man's tings, don't you know man's teef?

Lurkin', lurkin', Steve Irwin, tryna find some prey
Black attire, man hop out the ride
And make the wap beat like slavve
S-A-D on your block, anytime, any day
In the rain, no delay
My nigga J might lurk and squeeze today
So it's best you pray
Waps for days, the mandem to kweffy
M and Skeng, Suarez and Messi
Slip on your block, shit might get tekky
Get done on your block like Rico in Belly
Before waps, the mandem were cheffy
You saw drills on telly
Man was outside with the gang gettin' shelly

67 still on that stain shit
Think we give a fuck if you're famous?
You can turn into a stain quick
If we rise the wap up and aim it
You know everything, we garn take it
We still in the hood, we ain't made it
Had clips longer then my uncle's shoes
Way before Ukdrillnews
Bro's still treatin' grub like a muscle
Out 'ere stretchin' bare food
Niggas look weird nowadays
I think they smoke food
You can be fuckin' huge
This corn will go through