Intro Full Force
Treasure
What’s yo pleasure
Keltec In my backpack
And beretta on my dresser
Addressing these hating niggas
Tryna Throw shade on my blessings
I try but get they confused
Like my peace ain’t a deadly weapon
Ain’t stressing you cowards
I’m flexing my power
Smith and Wesson two revolvers
Can’t to wait involve Em
My two problem solvers
Whenever things need solving
Ya body gon need embalming
Ya family gon have
To start a go fund me
To buy ya coffin
See this is the mob
Gladly give my life for my guys
Seems like yours was racing to do it
Causе they all in the sky
Know My niggas some warriors
Likе we Descendants
From a zulu tribe
You say you a G
But we both know
What ya heart do inside
I be rollin Spliffs
And My homie
Yea he rollin crip
I got some elms
Got some doves
Even got some Brims
Surrounded by gang culture
Niggas that bang colors
I bang for that green
Then hit the booth
And record colors
I hope you ain’t sore brother
You good
You sure brother
Niggas say I’m the dopest
Like fiends with good butter
I opened The door
They was bitching
It’s more of em
This ain’t even half
Just know the gang
In full force