text: Yeah
  Bassline Fanaticz
  Zone 6 shit right here
  Pull up, nigga
  Yeah, yeah
  Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
  Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
  Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
  (Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha)
  Damn it, its a fish fry, its a fish fry
  Draco spittin out big fire, spittin out big fire
  Fuck them RIP shirts, fuck them T-shirts
  Three shouts for the real steppers, puttin in real work, yeah
  I gotta get me a bag, bitch, I gotta keep me a bad bitch
  Smoke free, drip cost a few thou, all my young niggas crashin
  On sight, we gon smash him, Ima let Nefew dem air him out
  Nigga wouldnt listen, we whacked him out
  Fuck all that wet, hit his granny house
  Taliban shit with these choppers, nigga
  How we gon play with these type of niggas?
  Ima pull up with some real killers
  Bodybag, homicide, deal with him
  Ima show them what this money do
  Sendin out ghosts like peekaboo
  Blessin them, stick with no achoo
  Soon as they hop out, they start shootin
  Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
  Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha
  (Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha)
  Damn it, its a fish fry, its a fish fry
  Draco spittin out big fire, spittin out big fire
  Im on Glenwood, Alley Boy in the Edge 
  I be on 800, where the rappers be scared 
  Been in so many shootouts, gotta keep one in the head 
  And when the gang slide, we dont shoot at no legs 
  7.62s I carry 
  Me and my .223 got married 
  When I was young nigga, used to hit licks
  Go to Lenox and spend it on Bally 
  Yall keep making these diss songs
  Nigga, we dont talk, rest them niggas get buried 
  I come straight up out the 6
  Aint no permits, nigga, everybody carried 
  Keep me a Glock-27 
  Nigga wont catch me without it 
  Lil nigga think you hard cause you got one 
  But most of my niggas got bodies 
  Shh, yall niggas might tattletale, dawg, gotta keep that quiet 
  On God, Im 21 gang, if you reach for my chain then its gon be a riot 
  Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
  Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha
  (Somebody might get killed to this
  Somebody block get spinned to this
  Young nigga pull them sticks to this, ha-ha-ha)
  Damn it, its a fish fry, its a fish fry
  Draco spittin out big fire, spittin out big fire