[Intro - Mike Shabb & Jeune Loup]
Yeah, free [?] nigga (Shabbo)
Jeune Loup
[Verse 1 - Mike Shabb]
That nigga talkin', I hope that he fit in a trunk
Catch a damn pack from L.A. smokin' runtz
Niggas talkin' pounds, I need me a ton
Think you a OG, go talk to my unc
R.I.P pops, I had to bring him the funk
One man band, had to give him the drums
These niggas talkin', they know I'm the one
I got a bad bitch, she know I'm the one
I swear these niggas ain't real, man, they trappin' for none
Don't even talk to a nigga if you ain't talkin'
Don't even talk to a nigga if you ain't talkin' hunnids
My niggas trustin', I put this nigga in the bucket
I put this nigga in the bucket
One phone call, shit could get ugly
Shit could get ugly, you niggas don't want it
Backhand Gang, I'm tough
I'm gettin' booked for shows
I'm gettin' booked for hoes
I'm gettin' booked for all type of shit that you ain't gettin' booked for
I got a toy, it's a foot long
I got that paper like a Harry Potter book
Your bitch bad, she got a nice look
You niggas drunk, my niggas crooks
He won't see the day, y'all niggas shook
[Verse 2 - Jeune Loup]
You won't see the day, y'all niggas shook
Backhand Gang, back on the booth
It is what it is and it is what it should
Y'all niggas rappin', trappin' for the look
I'm tryna get my mom up out the hood
Cappin’, that nigga always sayin' shoot
Said he want smoke, gave his ass some wood
I'm in my bag, nigga, [?]
Came in a bad bitch, feelin' packed
Came in a bad bitch this morning
Servin' the straight drop in the gourmet
I got a big weed like a farmer
Early morning trappin', y'all niggas yawning
I told my opps and slimes to cough
Y’all don't want smoke, buddy, y’all are coughin'
Y’all don't want smoke, buddy, y’all are coughin'
I got my trap money out the bunk
I do not chase, tell this girl to go
You know I slam it down for my [?]
Slam it down wide on the block, no trunk
Now you ain't my brother, I gave you the truth
Cappin’ nigga, get out my house