[21 Lil Harold]
Damn
Damn, damn, blaow
(Woah, woah)
Hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Hmm-mmm-mmm (Damn)

[21 Lil Harold]
I´ma let this MAC fly (MAC fly)
I ain´t squashin´ shit, like them other guys
And I ain´t stoppin´ shit if my brother die (Hell nah, nigga)
And I´ll send a blick, fuck the other side (Baow, baow)
Hangin´ out the window, let this stick ride (Ride)
Yellow tape, it´s another homicide (Homicide)
Keep a blick, I can´t stand to see my mama cry (Keep a what?)
Nigga said "Spin they block", now they Fox 5 (Pussy)

[21 Lil Harold]

Like, niggas, goddamn (Damn)
Niggas just watch they man die (21)
And go cry on Instagram (21, 21)
Make goddamn long-ass comments on Instagram and shit (21, 21)
But niggas like us (21, damn, 21)
We can´t sit back and watch this shit go on and shit (21)
´Cause niggas done died behind this shit, you know (21)
Niggas have been around each other dub plus since kids (21)

[21 Lil Harold]
Damn, I miss Larry though (That´s my dawg)
I wish he had it on, he could´ve killed that ho´ (Huh?)
He ain´t die over no beef or no smoke though (What the fuck?)

You can´t put ´em in no weed and make no jokes, ho´ (What the fuck?)
We done smoked a lot of niggas, we up the score-score (The score, nigga)
We done killed a lot of niggas on the low-low (Now you know)
You done told on hella niggas, you broke the G-code (What?)
She took my dawg, he ain´t my friend, that´s my bro-bro (That´s my bro, 21)
See, Savage got a nigga back if I went broke (That´s my dawg)
And I´d get a nigga scrapped if he want smoke (Now you gone)
And I ain´t dissin´ on no trap for no promo (What the fuck?)
Because I make a lot of money for you hobo´s (Why you duck, nigga? 21)

Pussy boy (21)

[21 Lil Harold & G Herbo]
See, I just be in my head, wonderin´ like
How the hell you gon´ go to war and you ain´t got no money?
You gotta pay for the funerals
You gotta goddamn make sure you got
The nice-ass clothes they be wearin´ at the casket and shit
You gotta make sure them folks mamas straight
You gotta make sure your dawg goddamn (Uh, uh, uh)
Get put in the ground the right way

[G Herbo]
I´m so sick of playin´ these streets and they wonder why (Wonder why)

Had a dirty Glock on me, like a hundred times
And I still got thirty shots, that´s on cap, although I joke and bap a lot
I ain´t talkin´ shit on wacks, ´cause niggas get whacked if you rap a lot (Uh)
Still fuckin´ up them racks and pullin´ fast shit off the lot (Phew)
Took some inches off the top, put an extension on the Glock (Brr)
Said "The streets was done now", heard it ain´t no fun now (You know that)
He got hit with twenty-three (MJ), ´cause had his tongue out (Talkin´)
When you get caught, don´t run now, I love the sound of gunshots (Huh)
First I seen an opp shot, then I see the sun shot
Like a staircase, I´ll run down, spent from sun up to sundown

Forty up rounds, you can gun down, we´ll spill homicide in your town
I be shinin´, up and down, rockin´ diamonds when I come around a hundred rounds (You know that)
When I touch down, I probably blew around fifty-thou´ (Ayy, ayy)
If I come around, that mean I probably made a hundred-thou´ (Swerv´)
You lil´ niggas clowns, you out of style
Leave you out of bounds, you out of bounds (You out of bounds)
Lay that hammer down, go out of town (I´m gone)
Brought this shit up from the ground, that´s my stompin´ ground
Graduate the streets, front line, cap and gown

[21 Lil Harold]
I´ma let this MAC fly (MAC fly)

I ain´t squashin´ shit, like them other guys
And I ain´t stoppin´ shit if my brother die (Hell nah, nigga)
And I´ll send a blick, fuck the other side (Baow, baow)
Hangin´ out the window, let this stick ride (Ride)
Yellow tape, it´s another homicide (Homicide)
Keep a blick, I can´t stand to see my mama cry (Keep a what?)
Nigga said "Spin they block", now they Fox 5 (Duck, nigga, 21)