[Intro:]
Yozora

[Skottie Gatts:]
Say you love me like, what that mean though
Let him [?]
I was down, doing bad I ain't need hope
I just got to it fast like a freak ho, gang
Stay movin' tact I don't need pole
Know that's a cap we don't leave those
Tell your man to relax, think he Deebo
25 to his back, call it D Rose

Say you love me like, what's the meaning
Love the blue but the green keep me cheesing
Say I got a little bag now she treeshing
Got her main nigga mad for no reason, gang
Play with the pack like I'm defense
Skottie breaks down the sack like he teaching
Only gang, I don't fuck with no leeches
You ain't gang, get the pass for the weekend
Say you love me like, tote the strap then
Come in funny and then see what happen
Off the henny, I'm breaking her back in
When it ain't none funny, I'm laughin, gang
Play disrespect and he passes
Take his life he got 5 like the Jacksons
If he ain't with his momma, he's jacking
Low eight, I'm gone slide with the madness, gang
Met your maker, She gone fuck the whole spot
Call her Kayla
Now the club taking shots with no chaser
I got love for my Glock with that laser, gang
Came for the top like a tape up
I just play with the box it don't take much
DME Throwing rocks like he hate stuff
They ain't me throwing shots at the blazers, gang
Slide, that's for certain
Fenny-G Called me to put work in
They was tough till they see me in person
From the three I don't need no rehearsing, gang
Bro popped a bean, now we lurkin
Paint the fear, cause he want me swervin
Wet them sharks on the street while you surfing
On the [?] we keep some [?]
Say you love me like, put this mask on
Couple shots he got left with his back torn
Niggas don't be the same when that strap drawn
With your life, that chain getting snatched up, gang
Really ain't into the back talk
Spin a block, we get hot like the passport
They get tough till they get what they ask for
They be good till they mom hear the back door

Say you love me like, what that mean though
Let him [?]
I was down, doing bad I ain't need hope _
I just got to it fast like a freak ho, gang
Stay movin tact I don't need pole
Know that's a cap we don't leave those
Tell your man to relax, think he Deebo
25 to his back, call it D Rose

[Max ThaDemon:]
Treat my opps like a bitch, you can't breathe ho
Spin on Skottie, got knocks at your peephole
30 shots on your block in a regal
30 more spin the gam for the sequel
Why they talkin that score we not equal
I can't wait for them Gerbers to meet you
Get you left on the colors, deceive you
Have my brother come up it and leave you
Shooters be lethal
What you need ho?
If you need it I'm trapping like Migos
I don't got it, I call my Amigos
Little Billy come take it like Deebo
We drop 2 on their block like a free throw
Bullets hot, make him drop from a Heat Stroke
Yea, he got it, I got it for cheap though
Need enough for my brothers to eat though
We be trappin and juggin
Reaching the City start pulling and stuff with his body with bullets
On bro, he gonna pull it
Run up the trap to the fullest
My plate in the trap be the fullest
I've been there and juggin
Been had a baccend
Slide had em duckin, he seen the attachment
Millie stop clappin
None of my movies get acted, when in the Hell when there's action
Skottie reactin, another one
Hit his leg trying to see who you running from
Hit his head so they know where I'm coming from
Hit his chest and I fed him another one
Its rocky, close it up they can't look at his body
Mommy I'm sorry but spinning my hobby
Fuck, a trapper still trapping in the lobby
Still getting bread, don't give a fuck if they saw me
In the field, give a fuck if they find me
Anyone move I got bloody behind me
Have your shooter get turned to a body
Opps in the air make me feel like a zombie
Got me trippin, put a finger in my shorties is Blizzard
With .40s and Smith'n's
When they see him its up it and lift him
Hit up his body and score and they miss him

[Skottie Gatts:]
Say you love me like, what that mean though
Let him [?]
I was down, doing bad I ain't need hope
I just got to it fast like a freak ho, gang
Stay movin' tact I don't need pole
Know that's a cap we don't leave those
Tell your man to relax, think he Deebo
25 to his back, call it D Rose