Link Up (feat. Pooh Shiesty)
(Damn, FlemDawg)
(Ayy, run that shit up, Chase)
Big .30, bitch, you hurt
If a nigga play me, I'ma murder
Big Glock on my hip, I'ma burn
On gang, bitch-bitch, we swervin'
Hop out, let's get it, all black matte
Hop out, woo
Ha, gang
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you we beat 'em there (bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me)
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you I beat 'em there (I bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me there)
Bitch, I'm on demon time
Got my dawg in the cell, so it's free the guy
He been talkin' too much, he gon' see the .9
Finna wet this bitch up like the pussy dry
If the feds pick me up, bitch, I'm pleadin' the fifth
Hold the Drac' like a crutch, keep that bitch still
Hit that boy in his head, I was fiendin' to drill
I was made from them trenches, I'm built for the field
I ain't never ran, can't a nigga lie on me
Glock by my hip, keep the fire on me
I think with my gun, ain't got a mind on me
He swerve around the block with his window tint
Wipe the car down, get up in that bitch
12 on the ass, so I hid my Glick
That's fed time, nigga, they come with that sweep
Real life Warzone, I'm with that shit
Let's smoke grape blunts, I miss that shit
Watch your mouth in them songs, better fix that shit
Big Backwoods smoke, no Swisher shit
Glock baby with a Drac', had to switch that shit
Engineer go dumb when he mix that shit
Bang the Drac' like a drum when I hit that bitch
Nigga, fuck where you're from, nigga say some' bitch
I'm a real life soldier, I'ma face some' bitch
When it's runts in the blunts I'ma face some bitch
Little brother went to jail, he ain't say none nigga
Went to court he found out, uh, was snitching
Put a nigga in the grave, now all y'all bitches
Turn my niggas up, now we all some glitches
Big Glock in my hand but we all got rich
When the whole gang slide, we all on missions
All y'all snakes, nigga, all y'all hissing
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you we beat 'em there (bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me)
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you I beat 'em there (I bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me there)
Brand new jugg, I already be cocked
I put a new switch and a blade on the choppa
I need new sparks if they on the opps
I'm FN 'em all when they send me the drop
You really got low from a helicopter
I'm 200 and 0, I don't ever stop
How you want it to go? We got plenty shots
It's a body on niggas, we ain't toting props
Play with any of mine and get wet (get wet)
Watch 'em down on the scene, you couldn't see your dog
He got scraped in the tape, we wouldn't buy the barter
Got a old Russian K longer than Tony Parker
Bought a eight, drunk it raw out the baby bottle (Wock')
I love takin' these drugs, that my only problem
We ain't whackin' for cheap, gotta up the dollar
When it's time to go slide, I take my revolver
Ever since a lil' nigga been loaded
Watch from Cartier, I skipped the Rollie
Check them Percocets, make sure they coated
Shot the carbon so much 'til I broke it
No, ain't no more clubbing for opps, when they send the lo', get in motion (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Get on point up in the car with me, we know we fully focused
This one here was on KD, he too sneaky, he get the closest
7.62 AR pistol, that bitch all gold like a trophy
And all my tint 'bout five percent, when we creeped up, he couldn't even notice
Give up everythin' if you owe me, we slime shit like Nickelodeon
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you we beat 'em there (bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me)
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you I beat 'em there (I bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me there)
(Ayy, run that shit up, Chase)
Big .30, bitch, you hurt
If a nigga play me, I'ma murder
Big Glock on my hip, I'ma burn
On gang, bitch-bitch, we swervin'
Hop out, let's get it, all black matte
Hop out, woo
Ha, gang
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you we beat 'em there (bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me)
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you I beat 'em there (I bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me there)
Bitch, I'm on demon time
Got my dawg in the cell, so it's free the guy
He been talkin' too much, he gon' see the .9
Finna wet this bitch up like the pussy dry
If the feds pick me up, bitch, I'm pleadin' the fifth
Hold the Drac' like a crutch, keep that bitch still
Hit that boy in his head, I was fiendin' to drill
I was made from them trenches, I'm built for the field
I ain't never ran, can't a nigga lie on me
Glock by my hip, keep the fire on me
I think with my gun, ain't got a mind on me
He swerve around the block with his window tint
Wipe the car down, get up in that bitch
12 on the ass, so I hid my Glick
That's fed time, nigga, they come with that sweep
Real life Warzone, I'm with that shit
Let's smoke grape blunts, I miss that shit
Watch your mouth in them songs, better fix that shit
Big Backwoods smoke, no Swisher shit
Glock baby with a Drac', had to switch that shit
Engineer go dumb when he mix that shit
Bang the Drac' like a drum when I hit that bitch
Nigga, fuck where you're from, nigga say some' bitch
I'm a real life soldier, I'ma face some' bitch
When it's runts in the blunts I'ma face some bitch
Little brother went to jail, he ain't say none nigga
Went to court he found out, uh, was snitching
Put a nigga in the grave, now all y'all bitches
Turn my niggas up, now we all some glitches
Big Glock in my hand but we all got rich
When the whole gang slide, we all on missions
All y'all snakes, nigga, all y'all hissing
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you we beat 'em there (bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me)
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you I beat 'em there (I bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me there)
Brand new jugg, I already be cocked
I put a new switch and a blade on the choppa
I need new sparks if they on the opps
I'm FN 'em all when they send me the drop
You really got low from a helicopter
I'm 200 and 0, I don't ever stop
How you want it to go? We got plenty shots
It's a body on niggas, we ain't toting props
Play with any of mine and get wet (get wet)
Watch 'em down on the scene, you couldn't see your dog
He got scraped in the tape, we wouldn't buy the barter
Got a old Russian K longer than Tony Parker
Bought a eight, drunk it raw out the baby bottle (Wock')
I love takin' these drugs, that my only problem
We ain't whackin' for cheap, gotta up the dollar
When it's time to go slide, I take my revolver
Ever since a lil' nigga been loaded
Watch from Cartier, I skipped the Rollie
Check them Percocets, make sure they coated
Shot the carbon so much 'til I broke it
No, ain't no more clubbing for opps, when they send the lo', get in motion (blrrrd, blrrrd)
Get on point up in the car with me, we know we fully focused
This one here was on KD, he too sneaky, he get the closest
7.62 AR pistol, that bitch all gold like a trophy
And all my tint 'bout five percent, when we creeped up, he couldn't even notice
Give up everythin' if you owe me, we slime shit like Nickelodeon
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you we beat 'em there (bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me)
The opps got a party, I just got the lo'
I bet you I beat 'em there (I bet you we beat 'em there)
They think I was comin', these hoes hit the drop
I bet you they see me there (I bet you they see me there)
Credits
Writer(s): Lontrell D. Williams, Josh Fleming, Dashawn Robertson, Charles Lloyd
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