[Intro] Grrrrr bow bow Ju Balla Ty Flex Boom boom boom boom boom boom, gang Boom boom, gang Gang, gang gang [Verse 1] Y'all niggas not Brim material Put holes to his chest like some Cheerios Have his body slumped up like he spiritual, we rolling up Queez cause we sick of Pook Glock 9 fully loaded, if I pass it to Steph guarantee he gon throw...Learn More