GMFU

[Intro]
Huh, huh
Niggas got me fucked up (WalkDownGang)
Slatt, slatt (got me fucked up)
We takin' these fuck nigga brains
Get his chain
Fuck his watch, and his name
Fuck his gang
CEO, walk shit down, you know that’s fasho

[Verse]
Get off that drank, get in with my vibe
Load with the 'K, shoot with the fire
I can look in your eyes, you ain't ready to die
Huh, nigga ain’t ready to die, pussy
Ride with the gang shootin' fire
Look, I got jewelry on right now, ain't none pussy
Play up public, we fill him with bullets
We walk shit down, we kill all the bullies (Okay like slatt)
Kill all the bullies, ridin, choppas on fullies
Nigga can't duck from none of these bullets (uh)
Gon' shoot a fuck nigga like a moviе
Got the club turnt up, but it's not a Tuesday
Lil bruh in the back of thе junt with an Uzi
See an opp and he use it
No nigga done gave us no motion
We had to get off and get to it
In the A with Big Ham, I swear we was ruthless
Take a nigga down, like fuck that music
We the ones that took a nigga off and you knew it
Took a couple nigga's guns, 'cause them niggas didn’t use it (ayy, no bap)
Ay, it’s a buck, he'll duck
Me and 30 two deep tryna spit EBG out a truck
Hmm, free twin
Nigga know Double get the drop, we spin
Two Glocks, two different gens
Nigga fuck yo block, nigga fuck yo man (fuck nigga)
We smoke opps, nigga turn ’em to strands
Fuck niggas, the reason I tote F.N.s
Fuck niggas, I tote two pistols
Lil bruh so slimy, don't trust no nigga
If I tell 'em to get you, I bet they'll zip you (faceshot)
Snap a nigga up like a yearbook picture (ay)
Uh, hey uh
Fuck ’em, they broke and we smokin' them niggas
I got too many shots to go post 'bout a nigga
Can't make a diss song, 'cause we tryna score and go kill 'em
You the type nigga wan' talk for the internet
I'm the type nigga walk down with that pistol
You the type nigga say you slidin' but never been slime
Lil bruh, you been hidin' from them niggas
Nigga low key a bitch, no slime
He ain't took nobody out, but he braggin on niggas
Every nigga done played, done died (let's go) or felt that fire
Smoke on an opp, kill all the killers
Chrome Heart socks, Amiri the denim
The car so tint, can't see who in it
Lil bruhnem slide broad day, they spinnin'
In a race for a money, my gang we winnin' (WalkDownGang)

[Outro]
Huh, huh
Niggas had me fucked up (WalkDownGang)
Slatt, slatt (got me fucked up)
We takin' these fuck nigga brains (Break out all these chains)
Get his chain (Make me mad you know we might shoot shit up)
Fuck his watch, and his name
Fuck his gang
CEO, walk shit down, you know that's fasho (Dog shit all in my pocket)
Lil bruh strapped up with a rocket
Faceshot Gang, we the topic
Y'all niggas lame, ho, fuck him, we pop him
Like slatt, slatt
Hmp, Big WalkDown