BTA Anthem
Claim that’s yo mans but he snitching tho
BTA we tag a toe
Poor a four I sip it slow
I don’t do no messy hoe
I just send em left up on the road
Cuz lemme get up in my mode
Beefin bout a bitch it’s old
Mad about some dick some rode
**Hook**

Politicking on the net just pick yo side like you a voter
I’m smoking on some shit rn it’s finna send me up Solar
Every time I hit her yo girl, yeah she known to get Bi-polar
Yes she got potential but No I Won't contoller
Spin a n*gga while I’m sober
Pushing dope up in the stroller
Hit some p’s back to back but no I ain’t bowler
*** a bunch of f***** they don’t even know the owner
Don’t fw n*ggas imma loner
Drain his body like a donor
Smoke them n*ggas to the face got me feeling like a stoner
They gonna hide but we told em rolling opp n*ggas over
**back to Hook**

N*gga say the word im applying that pressure
And you know that strap on me mf leather
I look down on you n*ggas you is my son my lesser
We can bang it n*gga out anytime and weather
Sitting at home making lyrics thinkin he clever
And his b*tch wanna f*ck and i told that b*tch never
Sending shots likea  letter got them boys on the block with that ***** *********