What You Done?

Ay, fuckin' bando, SD, fuckin' banged up right now
Shout out my niggas PR, shoutout TrapX10, you get me
Fuckin', shoutout the SAD’s, free the SAD’s, free the drillers
On job, you know how we do it, gang shit
What you done in these streets?
Niggas talk bread cah they’re scared of ---
Niggas talk bread, that’s music please
I’ve spent through Ps on plenty t--
A lot of man shy when we talk 'bout works
Four in the hearse then they turn to ---
Just sighted an opp, tell bro «reverse»
Jump out, burst, bang and ----
What you done in these streets?
Niggas talk bread cah they’re scared of beef
Niggas talk bread, that’s music please
I’ve spent through Ps on plenty tees
A lot of man shy when we talk 'bout works
Four in the hearse then they turn to weed
Just sighted an opp, tell bro «reverse»
Jump out, burst, bang and skeet (Baow)
Add in a week
Cause a lot of them are built like us man
12 gague and a rucksack, bruck that
Wind down the window and bun that
Peddy in D, I gotta make it back
Feds on the rest, don’t make bro come back
Bro still smiles and I love that
25 years, the shit, just fuck that
I think it hurt me more
With 4 in the can and they took my brother
The shotgun bells won’t stutter
Ask my man cah it left him fuck up
SAD, we’re nutters
Screamin' fed, ours blades will stab up
in an Addison Lee tryna move this brucka
I ain’t gotta talk what we done
Four turned bud and one was dust
In skengs we trust
Jump out gang, get done like
I got latex on, no gloves
Bubble-wrapped, I don’t wanna get stung
got splashed in his lung
His brother dodged corn and it
Most these trappers broke
And ain’t got shit to show
Nineteen half, free Sacks and Poles
Two shotguns and a handting cold
Jewelry box, that’s 25
All from my line, doin' plenty of pies
Rollies on, got my rambo knife
Get drenched up quick tryna take what’s mine
I love when I sight these opps on glide
I just let two go while the ride was movin'
Never mind back tryna beef, then losin'
16 bell-free weeks, ain’t bootin'
Mulla try my man through the window
Feds say he’s involved, jail he’s ruined
JT put 6 man on his blade
One --- shaved, free him up, he’s a nuisance
Wagwan for dem boy that rap jugg
When the real life they don’t live it
Caught two opps and I soaked that one
Don’t go away so you know man’s livin'
Two red bells in the 12
Brang that off, see the pellets spittin'
But when broski let that buss
I see man duss when the fours is kickin'
What you done in these streets?
Niggas talk bread cah they’re scared of beef
Niggas talk bread, that’s music please
I’ve spent through Ps on plenty tees
A lot of man shy when we talk 'bout works
Four in the hearse then they turn to weed
Just sighted an opp, tell bro «reverse»
Jump out, burst, bang and skeet (Baow)
What you done in these streets?
Niggas talk bread cah they’re scared of beef
Niggas talk bread, that’s music please
I’ve spent through Ps on plenty tees
A lot of man shy when we talk 'bout works
Four in the hearse then they turn to weed
Just sighted an opp, tell bro «reverse»
Jump out, burst, bang and skeet (Baow)
Sykes