� D.A.N.D. �� D.A.N.D. �� D.A.N.D. �� D.A.N.D. �� * a beatbox, I swear this can sound like a tra-line �� I swear this can sound like a tra-line �� Full of your bitch, he ain't live in that punchline �� I'm speakin' on my nigga's levels, talkin' bout yo' dead gods �� Spezza, Ra-kate, them niggas die like the same dang �� Lawrence and Lupita, they got hit up in the same way �� Lawrence and Lupita, they got hit up in the same way �� Hit the head to body, four-wheel cracker got shot in his face �� Hit the head to body, four-wheel cracker got shot in his face �I heard that he got back though, they left his ass in the streetWe killers still alive, and your niggas ain't gon' slideWhere my niggas die, best release them niggas, I done died tooI ain't flexin' for some insult, you won't even point your dead guyI told on his brother, you gon' act like you ain't seen it, niggaK-Shorty, you ain't never ever seen no K-ShortyYou was just a twerker, you ain't no motherfuckin' killer, niggaJarbo let your heater blow, car don't understand the flowHe ain't even get the bus by, Jarbo where I thought himHad them niggas doing the running, man, literallyI ain't sparing that nigga, don't that nigga put fear in meMoody crashed out on the E-Way, well I guess she wasn't hearin' meBibi was a gunner turned runner, he got gunned downKiki died about that *, and them niggas never posted thisI'm tired of hearin' Leaky, they say Leaky, that boy that way got your brother smackedDead asses, lottos, them body bought the fedsHold this ass, we bought that *, and I'ma tell them I don't talk a lotI don't need one to talk, tell them Crackers all to chokeHot out on the R, he got it runnin' like he MarshallWill tell you what I bought, when I touch 10 bandsEnough ammunition for my niggas, it could 10 manA couple niggas died, the rail, no, my niggas slideBitch, I basketed in the backseat, I ain't never wanna driveBounce, I spot, now another R gonna dieHe a dissin' on the net, he ain't thinkin' where I can lieMad down, tap the scope, leave your brains on the floorHit his ass, close the range, and leave a stain on the floorEven I'm gon' get low when I heard this Draco blowIf we beef, we deal with beef, and I ain't tryin' to play it closeNigga, we can up the scope*