The Godfather - MaxThaDemon

Stop chattin' not into the back talk

Have my demons come slide with they mask off

One call and I’ll send out my task force (gang, gang, gang)

Diss on gang then you got what you ask for (gang, gang, gang)

Knock twice when we shoot through the back door

Try to run couple guns take his back off

If I miss little bro he gon' blast off (gang, gang, gang)

Stand over bodies we pulling our mask off (gang, gang, gang)

Another mission, talking hot on the gang 'til my brother blitz him

Put some demons in traffic a couple Smith’n’s

Hit his head up with shells got his body twitchin'

Come spend through, then we spin the pack

You can’t talk on my name it got strings attached

Put BA on a drill he gon' shoot first

When he fire they gon' drop ain’t no clickin' back

It’s not safe you get put on a new shirt

Then it’s back on the block, where my sinners at

Block, all my drillers at

Can’t talk on the net we not into that

Talk on the net we gon' learn where you livin at

Gon' drive-thru, put a bitch on your body come find you

I can’t play with my life she gon' die too

Anytime that you score we get times two and that’s real shit

On my life we the kings of this drill shit

All of my opps never spun, never drill shit

If they did only hit, never kill shit

Homicide when we slide I’mma spill shit

We not deep call up Black for the kill switch

You don’t know all the pain that we deal with (gang, gang, gang)

Little bro caught a body, ain’t feel shit (gang, gang, gang)

Drop a thumb and get filled up with steel shit (gang, gang, gang)

Stop chattin' not into the back talk

Have my demons come slide with they mask off

One call and I’ll send out my task force (gang, gang, gang)

Diss on gang then you got what you ask for (gang, gang, gang)

Knock twice when we shoot through the back door

Try to run couple guns take his back off

If I miss little bro he gon' blast off (gang, gang, gang)

Stand over bodies we pulling our mask off (gang, gang, gang)

Mask off, game time, getting ready, don’t play, get laid, too deep, two semi’s

Slide here get shots like Henny

Can’t play in the streets I done seen too many

All the stuff that I saw in these cold streets

All these moms losing sons over old beef

I done seen all my shooters get no sleep

Cause they slidin' for gang for the whole week

That’s no cap, all the shots that we threw, never throw back

Turn your bro into pictures and throwbacks

We take one off the map tell 'em hold that

Remember nights on the floor in our old trap

Had no money to eat just a smoke pack

Where the opps?

On my dick, they not on shit

On the court I’mma shoot like I’m Novaks

Shooters they tote that

Stop chattin' not into the back talk

Have my demons come slide with they mask off

One call and I’ll send out my task force (gang, gang, gang)

Diss on gang then you got what you ask for (gang, gang, gang)

Knock twice when we shoot through the back door

Try to run couple guns take his back off

If I miss little bro he gon' blast off (gang, gang, gang)

Stand over bodies we pulling our mask off (gang, gang, gang)