Trailing (feat. Zilla4)

Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Yo, Marty, you in there

Bitch we trailing back-to-back black trucks like the mafia
The gang hit the building, bitches screaming like they proud of us
They all tryna fuck cause they know we got them dollars
We ain't wearing 10K around this bitch, that shit embarrassing
Tell my niggas hit the scene, make a movie, roll the credits in
Spin around the block one more time and bring the seconds in
Them niggas tryna hide when it's beef, we going next to Kin
Shoot with the left and the right, I'm Ambidextrous

Extortion gang come for the pickup, yeah, he ain't getting up
If he try to act tough, guttas gon' flip him up
They come in there asking them questions, just keep your lips shut
Make her put it in my hands, all bands want the big bucks
Switch uh get um gone he call then stand over him
Big gang in the cut, no questions asked they gon' blow for me
Sliding back-to-back, KIA, they can't get a hold of me
Jacking anything I'm cut through, they gon' notice me

Niggas see me and get to running, rocket mode, I'm chasing after money
Really ran through a hunnid and I ain't fronting
Stack after stack, gon' keep it coming
If you wanna be a body, get in front of me
Sending out all bullets till it ain't none
Swear these niggas ain't no none
You ain't never really hopped out and got to shooting
You ain't stepping, you don't really got no bodies under your shoe
Niggas say they all tough, I done chased a whole crew
When I hop out, nigga, bet not slip and fall or he threw

Man, these niggas moving fragile, quick to delete them like a status
It ain't close to get up on me, niggas knowin' I ain't average
Hard body, I hang with savage have My YMS get at you
We ain't totin' lil' shit, all my niggas totin' cannos

Back door the plug for some bands, he ain't know it was me
Give it up, if he move, we gon' finish him
Weez An Durvy on standby one call they blitzin' him, Yella An Nitty gang member
Diss that name, we gon' hit him

Diss them niggas we coming to get em
Sending' shells for King, Yella, and Nitty
Switched out the 30, now the switch got a 50
Kno, I keep my youngins with me
Ain't even got a point, they just go get it
If he try to prove his point, we gon' split em

GTA, I'm on a mission
Niggas steady dissin', end up missin
Mind on a million, I ain't stoppin' till I get it

Shotta gang we steady gettin' it
My trigger finger itchin
Caught a opp slippin in traffic
K-Bullets flippin

Hollow tips left em cripple
I got more smoke than a missile
Ain't give em a chance to run he just saw this gun when we zipped um
We still do this shit for fun
I'm with Durvy in my Zilla

Tell a nigga, test his luck
He gon' see them real killers