Fall On

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Look at his chain inside, not hitting

Hit from the side in the morning then dip (uh-huh)

That lil' Gen5 nigga, that came with a grip (came with a grip)

I knew half of these niggas, yeah, they was fake from the rip (yeah, fake from the rip)

But I guess that shit really my fault

Fuck you and yo' gang, get knocked off (yeah, uh-huh, knocked off)

Lil' ho wanna chill with the gang, yeah

Lil' ho wanna chill with the top dogs (yeah, with the top dogs)

Money and codeine, only thing I can call on (all on, yeah)

I ain't cuffing these groupie ass hoes, they just be problems (yeah, be problems)

They go against the gang, we gotta kill all of them

I really fell in love with Roxy, I got all colors

Can't switch on my gang 'cause we all brothers ('cause we all brothers)

Bitch ass nigga get hanged, tryna follow us, yeah

This shit as real as it get, half a tech, nigga straight on red

These niggas, they pop Fent'

Hell nah nigga, I'm good off that

He tried to spin, got spint

Yeah, my young niggas gon' handle that

All my niggas gon' win, ha

We in the front, they got left in the past

We in the front, they got left in the past

Yeah, that nigga high, yeah, we on his ass, huh

Uh, uh, that nigga high, yeah, we on his ass

Uh, they live in the past, uh, yeah