Ayy, yo, that´s Dre
Dubba-A flexing
Yeah, big gang
Louie Bandz made another one
This Is The Sound

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I got dope inside my cup, I think I poured too much
No Instagram, told that bitch don´t come around me postin´ that
Assassination-like style, I won´t show you nothin´
Originated 38 Baby, you wan´ bang with me, then blow you somethin´
Nigga, fuck you, I don´t own you nothin´, I´ll show your ass how that lead feel
I´ve been thuggin´ outside the north, runnin´ around the town going on seven years
Say you ´bout that, nigga, sho´ you is
Bitch, it´s up there when I say it is
On my gang, baby mama shed tears
Daddy somewhere serving over fifty years

You know me, then you know I keep a steel
I´ll pop his ass, do this shit for real
Been that boy since I was a child, I ain´t showing tires, they ain´t know how I feel
I´ll step on a nigga ass, nigga make me mad, don´t stop until he killed
My mama know I´m thugging, it get ugly, lay me in Winnfield, oh yeah
Spin the block, hop out with them Glocks and leave ´em dead
I go by top, if he go up, I bring ´em down straight to this bed
Aimin´ for real, ain´t got no chill
Most niggas ride on me, they be scared
Pop your cap as fast you pop a pill
I know these niggas better be ready

[Rich The Kid]

Pop your cap ´cause if you´re playing with the gang, we leave him dead
He was flexin´ for the ´Gram, we pullin´ up like, "What you sayin´?"
Body bag, toe tag me a nigga
Can´t play with 4KTrey, you´ll have your baby mama missin´
Drop a bag on her
See these racks and diamonds? That´s a Jag´ on her
Your body come up missin´, they like, "Where the homie?"
Red beam on him just like pepperoni if a nigga owe me (Rich)

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, what happened to that boy?
Them red beams look like forbidden apples to that boy

I pop and then I add snap and crackle to that boy
My wings flapping like a pterodactyl to that boy
I spin the block, leave his body stretched out looking like 6 o´clock
Half a brick on the counter looking like a cinder block
I got gorilla guap when I shop
Keep spinning like a fucking spinning top, pour the lean to the top
Still never spill a drop
I left in an SUV, I came back in a drop
I got your recipe and came back with a pot
Can´t forget who I know, but I know who I forgot
If I ain´t hit everybody, let me know who I forgot
Come back with a street sweeper, I just hope you got a mop
I´ma throw your body off a yacht, your body gon´ float back to the dock

You´ll get a body bag and a toe tag, that´s new clothes and new socks, you lil´ bitch