Hook
24-7, I'm 700, bag up 4 7s, niggas want it,
A nigga dead fresh, the bitches love it,
A nigga dead fresh, the homies did it
1st verse
We be at it, we some addicts, 700 keep a tool hit a nigga with the ratchet, full throttle never semi unless we talking automatics, act distorted start clipping niggas do not want no static, bag somebody like the work, then it's back to work, karate with the bricks got some bags to work, I f*ck wit turf talk soil ass niggas bagging dirt, with that tough talk soil ass niggas back in dirt
2nd verse
Mufucca dead meat trying to f*cking dead me, have your organs leave your orphaned, talking heart a dead beat, see the world clear through a blue lens, I ain't got no plan b, tell my why these bitches love me but can't f*cking stand me, I'm a asshole yeah I get it, asshole but I get it, hawking niggas flossing when I caught them they like ribbit bunny ears bitch, give it here bitch, 700 niggas run it this the year bitch