Props

Glocks on the floor and walls
If they want war it's war
I ran up like ten bands and stashed in tin cans right by the corner store
My lil nigga hit me he said he need blickys
It's up for the opps and shit
Big bro is you with me cause they moving shifty
And we don't do props and shit
My niggas off meds gon off dependence been laying in bed since he got shot
Watch for the feds
They tapping at heads
They locking up kids they aiming for tops
Chasing him down ain't a playing a game
They play in the back when it come to a opp
Oh he ain't dead we whip it around
We huntin him down when we spinning the block
Oh I just came up on a big bag
Did the dash bitch caught whiplash
If niggas say it's up wassup with it
If I handed a pack you stuck with it
Tried to play tough tried to run with it
My jit caught wit called a bluff with it
You said you was street
But stand on the side when we walk
My advice don't fuck with it
You niggas get a gram start actin
Top down catch em while he lackin
Internet views you was poppin
Come to find out he was cappin
I make a move with your bitch
We make a scene when we slide
We gon get up with them niggas
We gon go post up make it live
Glocks on the floor and walls
If they want war it's war
I ran up like ten bands and stashed in tin cans right by the corner store
My lil nigga hit me he said he need blickys
It's up for the opps and shit
Big bro is you with me cause they moving shifty
And we don't do props and shit
Props and shit glocks and shit
Try to run up we gon pop some shit
E.93 no love for a bitch
E.93 it's no love for a snitch
798 I put on for my city
Wherever I move then you know they coming with me
Cool with my 60s slide with my hats
Tried to throw shots and we sending em back
Glocks on the floor and walls
If they want war it's war
I ran up like ten bands and stashed in tin cans right by the corner store
My lil nigga hit me he said he need blickys
It's up for the opps and shit
Big bro is you with me cause they moving shifty
And we don't do props and shit