[Fredo Bang]
(Roll the dice, Richie)
(KJ let the beat knock)
First we get the drop then we light his block up
Hit ´em in the street, clear the scene before the cops come

Mm-hmm, mm-mm

[Fredo Bang]
I put thirty in my Glock and put a hunnid in my Draco
My youngin´ caught on one, I flew him out and told him lay low
To get a nigga gone, I press a button like a remote
I give a nigga stitches, he a bitch I call him Lilo
I don´t fuck with rappers, most of these bitch ass niggas too fake (Too fake)
Trappin´, jackin´, rappin´, most of my niggas get it a few ways (A few ways)
Clapping ´bout that action, ain´t no tellin´ who I´m gon´ shoot today
My house bе full of fuckin´ killers, I ain´t got no room to hate

We know I talk that talk, ??? thеy want the enemy (Yeah, yeah)
I gotta smash but I ain´t beggin´, ain´t got the energy (Yeah, yeah)
He smoked your thug, I wrote the check, we friends with benefits (Yeah, yeah)
Got a big bag now, she gon´ sign off, up her chimney (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Fredo Bang]
Yeah, one kill two kills, I cannot feel (Murders)
Three kills (Brr), four kills (Brr), I´m off the pain pills (Off them pills)
Five kills, six kills, I´m outside of your crib (Brr, brr)
Seven, eight, the feds on
Just gotta shake and bake

[BIG30]
At 18, I touched twenty racks, thought I was rich as fuck
Before 19, had hunnid racks, I had to put it up
I turned twenty tons to quarter mil´, I told momma its up (Brr)
At 21, I touched a whole mil´ and they thought I was bluffin´
Half a million worth of cars and I got two-fifty on ice
I go everywhere with my shit off the rip, I ain´t tryna fight (Bitch, I ain´t tryna fight)
Any nigga touch the diamond, he get hit up with the rifle (Brr)
You just got back then get away, you still gon die, that´s on the Bible
You know Fredo that´s my brother, can´t wait ´til Lil YoYo back (My brother)

Known for runnin´ niggas down, slam one hunnids and photo cap (Brr, brr)
I can call a play and up the score, BIG30 quarterback (BIG30 run it)
I´m slidin´ in a bulletproof Cadillac, killer trail me in the track

[Fredo Bang & BIG30]
Yeah, one kill two kills, I cannot feel (Murders, murders)
Three kills (Murders), four kills (Brr), I´m off the pain pills (Brr)
Five kills (Murders), six kills, I´m outside of your crib (Brr, brr)
Seven, eight, the feds on
Just gotta shake and bake (Just gotta shake and bake)
One kill two kills, I cannot feel

Three kills, four kills, I´m off the pain pills
Five kills, six kills, I´m outside of your crib
Seven, eight, the feds on
Just gotta shake and bake

[ BIG30]
You know Fredo that´s my brother (Brr), can´t wait ´til Lil YoYo back (Murders, murders)
Known for runnin´ niggas down, slam one hunnids and photo cap (Murders, murders)
I can call a play (Brr) and up the score, BIG30 quarterback (Murders, murders)
I´m slidin´ in a bulletproof Cadillac, killer trail me in the track (Brr)