[Intro: Double Lz]
Ayy Mobz, that sounds wavey
Traphouse Mob
Dip-dip come longer than me
Swing that, 'cause I’m anti green
Bulldog get reached from gym bags
Dish that, then the opps do feet
Skid 'round there with things on things, he got chinged and he got chinged
Bow

[Chorus: Double Lz]
Four door's been spun already (Spin it)
Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it)
.38 come black like shh, ain’t too light and it ain't too heavy
Pop them doors or window ching him (Ching that)
Now he's dripping, 'cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)
Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Dash)
Four door's been spun already
Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it up)
.38 come black like shh, ain't too light and it ain't too heavy
Pop them doors or window ching him
Now he's dripping, ’cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)
Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Runny)

[Verse 1: Double Lz]
K on the F, thought my man’s drunk (Drunk)
Pistols bark at punks (Fuckers)
They ain't got heart and they get it too rough
Pull up on them and the shh gets upped (Up that)
Froggz just tryna leave man in the mud
Mango’s getting harassed by the judge (Free bro)
Four man pull up, three man jump out, two man running when the whip gets spun (Leggy)
If the OFB's stepping, know there's intention to grip on a weapon (Grip it)
Bang that high, won't aim where his legs is
Two man down in a week and it weren’t from cheffing (What's happened?)
Serious members, shank game tekkers
Leave man stretching, bulldogs ate him (Eat that)
Shit then, got six or seven, running man down, but I don't like legging (Fuck it)
I really do try man's chest
But the paigon boys love run off (Run)
Catch corn in your back instead
This 12 gauge really got bruck off
One got slapped when the dot-dot spreads (Spread out)
Is he gonna run like shh, get caught and slapped on the A&E bed?
OFB stepping, the ramz don't bend
[Verse 2: SJ]
Insert blades in his chest, you can keep that, bro, just hold the deposit (Keep that)
Any sort of violations man skrr 'round, conquer and demolish (Finish)
I got beef with neeks ain't on it
And guys that dash like Sonic (Runner)
Trap or bang, I make my profit
Say we don't ride I beg man stop it ('Low the talking)
Like, change the topic, I don't wanna hear these dickheads gossip (Lies)
Man's picking them up like shopping
Young boy plug in his chest, no socket (Insert)
Stop chat with your empty pockets
Bro beat corn, had a n***a hop-scotching (Don't jump)
I've took those losses, I just bounce back, like "Yo, what's popping?"
But done talk, don't chat too much
Man get 'round when the brucky's bruck (Bruck up)
Ding-dong whizz, man skid that up
Anyone beefing the gang, good luck (Good luck)
Six in the spin and two in the bruck
Itching to squeeze and puncture lungs (Ching)
Itching to squeeze and puncture lungs
I just love when the opps go swimming (Swimming)
They still don't learn, but it's just the beginning (Oh well)
Me and bro in the four door skidding
The leg shot's shit, so it's guts we ripping (Rip it)
Dip him, drill him, leave him dripping
Man's gonna go for a fuck-off chinging (Ching)
Insert blades, they scream like women
It ain't gonna change, it's the life we living
[Chorus: Double L'z]
Four door's been spun already (Spin it)
Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it)
.38 come black like shh, ain't too light and it ain't too heavy
Pop them doors or window ching him (Ching that)
Now he's dripping, 'cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)
Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Dash)
Four door's been spun already
Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it up)
.38 come black like shh, ain't too light and it ain't too heavy
Pop them doors or window ching him
Now he's dripping, 'cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)
Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Runny)

[Outro]
Traphouse Mob