Foe'nem in this bitch with me, gang in this bitch, blood
Five fingers to the sky, niggas know how we ride, Zoo Life till I die, nigga
Niggas know what the fuck goin' on, 26-12 shit, bitch

26-12, they wanna know the meanin'
All my bitches know I'm leavin', I don't need a reason
Before you think 'bout tweakin' with us, take it up with Jesus
'Cause nine times outta' ten, you gon' get sent to meet him
I talk about drugs because they make me happy
And my lil' cousin trap house look like a clam 'round it (baow, baow)
Tryna catch a nigga pissin' in that alley
My cougar bitch call me grandbaby, since I can't be daddy
Fuck your music, that shit, I'm not tryna hear
First of all, I'm not no rapper, I'm just tryna make it clear
Don't drive too fast or way too slow, I'm quick to [?] boy on that whip
Dump at that ride, they spin again, just like a burger, that bitch flipped
Hit the floor, I'm the biggest, I'm the motherfuckin' GOAT
If you not feelin' what I'm sayin', here's the motherfuckin' door
In the black truck, face in lap, I'm somewhere ridin' with your ho
I feel like Base God, tell your bitch I'm comin' for her throat, nigga

Chicken, chicken, fry his ass
Face shot, chest shot, then I die his ass
Face card good, you gon' see me ridin' past
They see my little ass, and niggas get to walkin' fast (baow, baow)
Got the child lock on, I'm out the roof blickin' (baow, baow)
Get down or lay down when I shoot, nigga (baow, baow)
Marchin' down your block, 'cause we the troops, nigga (baow, baow)
We don't wanna hang with these new niggas

Claimin' that they shooters, they won't hurt a fly
That man was they only slider, know they hurt he died
You the reason that your homie down for thirty-five
All that for nothin', still got out and got shot thirty times
You was there, I know you seen them hoes in 'em, then like, damn, do it
Boy, you always got them rolls with you
Every where you go, you always bring the fuckin' poles with you
And you got a chopper that's gon' sing like Keyshia Cole, nigga
Boy, I c-c-cook shit up, don't get put on the stove, nigga
We bang young and old niggas, boy, I thought I told niggas
We treat niggas just like clothes, we'll lint roll niggas
We gon' check your car for this, since you think you a bold nigga
Hold on, I say

Chicken, chicken, fry his ass
Face shot, chest shot, then I die his ass
Face card good, you gon' see me ridin' past
They see my little ass, and niggas get to walkin' fast (baow, baow)
Got the child lock on, I'm out the roof blickin' (baow, baow)
Get down or lay down when I shoot, nigga (baow, baow)
Marchin' down your block, 'cause we the troops, nigga (baow, baow)
We don't wanna hang with these new niggas (baow, baow)

Got the child lock on, I'm out the roof blickin' (baow, baow)
Get down or lay down when I shoot, nigga (baow, baow)
Marchin' down your block, 'cause we the troops, nigga (baow, baow)
We don't wanna hang with these new niggas