Fall On

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 (Call on, yeah) I ain't cuffing these groupie ass hoes They just be problems (Yeah, be problеms) They go against the gang We gotta kill all of thеm 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 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) (Uh, uh, that nigga high, yeah We on his ass) (Uh, they live in the past, uh, yeah)