[Lyric] Theme Song (24Lik & 392 Lil Head)

[Intro: 392 Lil Head]
RealRich
24, Lil Head

[Verse 1: 392 Lil Head]
Izzo keep screamin', "Out on bond," ain't been locked for two years
They probably like, "Why you dissin' your mans? Boy, you weird"
Crib big as hell, walk in like, "Who here?"
I'm only scared of God, 24 who you fear
While y'all was tryna take bro watch, you got your jaw socked off
Yeah, y'all got the watch, your mans got his wrist shot off

[Verse 2: RealRichIzzo]
I had to bend the next day, I'm on they ass
Pop one, we had Lil Smook jumpin' in the grass
I'm finna tell y'all what happened since they so tough
Drive-by, we caught 'em smokin' in that old truck
He tried to call me on the 'Gram, boy, you know it's us
True ain't tryna claim his mans, but he know what's up

[Verse 3: 392 Lil Head]
If you see this 'Cat outside her crib, nigga, bing bong
Who said apes was unkillable? You ain't King Kong
Mike thought he seen an opp and turned his beam on
After I fuck, Izzo walk right in, this our theme song
[Verse 4: RealRichIzzo]
He ain't slide for his mans, he went and dropped a chain
We pull up like Lamar with this chop, you can't stop the rain
I'm on the run right now, come and get me, boy
We in Ecorse with drums on our mags, we the fifty boys
Told lil' bro to up a roll, my nigga fifty bored
Just told gang pull up to the pad, we got fifty whores
New crib big as fuck, we got fifty doors
When I sign this new pad, now my building gon' have fifty floors

[Verse 5: 392 Lil Head]
Renegotiate my deal, I need fifty more (Tell Interscope)
We just bent, my clip gone, you ain't empty yours?
Let's shoot dice, I'm tryna take a free ten
Your crib little as hell, you ain't even got a den
Went to Bellevue, but I was fuckin' hoes at Glenn
Why his name Fuck 12? Man, that lil' nigga a pig
Thought he was finna buy a Perc', sold him fent', huh
Thought he was finna buy some 'za, sold him mid

[Verse 6: RealRichIzzo]
Cappin'-ass nigga need to get a job at Lids (Lame)
I never caught a jack, had a run punchin' sigs
Lame think he gettin' off, boy, you out here fuckin' kids
I ain't chillin' with no hoes, bitch, I'm goin' to the crib, real talk, nigga
I ain't chillin' with no hoes
[Verse 7: 392 Lil Head]
Bro, you trippin', haha, she can chill with me
But if I don't get a lil' head, you can chill with Key (Bye, bitch)
If they pick me up for bodies, I'ma chill with V

[Outro: 392 Lil Head]
Yeah, yeah, free Boat
Free V, free Scruff
Yeah
24, 24
24, nigga, yeah, 24