Scene 4: No Fent
Okay, yo, yo, yo
(Hold up, hold on, ayy, what's up, bro?)
I just got some intel
(Aight, bro, talk to me)
They say some kids tryna take over the block sellin' this bullshit Fentanyl
That gon' fuck around and kill off the clientele
(Man, fuck all that, nigga)
We sellin' that straight drop, you understand that?
That clean, you know what I mean?
(Ayy, man, you ain't gotta tell me shit)
These motherfuckers come around here fuckin' up the vibes
And when these bodies come, bodies come, police come
It's gon' fuck up everything, we gon' fuck around and have to go to war