Lyrics Taco - frxsh

(Arre—, arr—)
C Blu!

100K what I dropped on the ice
Got a Nike Tech, where Ice Spice?
(Gxbriel, what's good today?)
And I'm lookin' for opps, yeah
I'm posted on Vice
Ain't no hittin' no innocent, get it done right (RdoMadeIt)
Chest shot gang, nigga fight for his life
And these niggas be pussy
They don't really want rec
One phone call, get him took off the set
That's on gang, yeah, I'm slidin'
Niggas see me and they know how it get
Fuck a leg, bitch, I aim for the head
And it's no link ups, bitch, it's everything dead
On the set, yeah, I'm tired of niggas
Get in the stu', they start lyin' on track
Tell the world how we made you run laps
You was duckin' your head and got hit in your back
Like, I'm Crip, bitch, I'm stayin' on go
Call me a lighter, I always keep a pole
I see Sdot, he gon' meet his bros
Dissin' my deads that you ain't even know
And it's still don't let the zip
Fat boy ran, he should've never tripped
And these niggas never on they strip
So tell me why they on my dick?
I'm in the crib, and still can get you hit

Can't leave the streets till I'm done with the script
Like, we got the lo' from the thot
Boy, you better go slide
Boy, you better not play with that shit
Better get out the way when I-
Look, two guns on me, dumpin' out the whip
Car crash, AJ did the flip
Sha got shot, ain't same been since
Beam on his face, he gon' fuck up his eyesight
He wanna diss, now he got the spotlight
I'm 'bout to make me a highlight
Wanna see blood? Like, this shit is Twilight
Bro wanna spin on a opps, get them shot
Like, what? We tryna pack a OY, like
Niggas don't really be on that time, like
Sayin' I'm pussy, that don't even sound right
Yo, Blick, what's the word?

Me and Mhady two deep, tryna catch us a Drilly
On the 4s, now it better get litty
Packin' the 30, tryna catch a dizzy
Yo, C Blu, what's crackin'?
Lo 5o cause he get to packin
Spin through the OY, tryna catch some flashy
Up it and flock it, turn him into ashes
Like, twenty-one shots, I'm a savage
They like, "Mhady causin' the disaster"
Better not be lackin' in the cab 'cause lil' nigga did bad
Now lil' Rah in my Backwood (Rah-Rah)
Don't lack, ski mask, tryna flock on the Gz
Almost forgot he was dead on his knees
Like, what? Lil' nigga, please
You only lit 'cause your brother deceased
They know Mhady2Hottie a beast
Totin' the knocks when I walk in the street
Get up on him, can't shoot it from deep
Call him dead, hit him up with that heat
Take a bike if I don't got the V
Get him a doctor, I don't think he could breathe
I don't need me a V, I'm better on my feet
Take a trip to the land (mane im really og)

Grrah, grrah-grrah (Every opp shot, everything dead, like
(Gxbriel, what's good today?)
Everybody K (RdoMadeIt), DOA
Grrah