E.B.S ft BobbyG

Hook: you grab my rellos(rolling paper) you grab that stinky (weed)

heard he dissin on tha gang, nunu grab that semi, caught that

nigga slipping now i got blood on my fendi ( a belt), let me catch

a opp dissin E.B.S, Imma blow this 40, heat a nigga chest

thata put his ass to rest, now its no more stress, i just bought a 30

hate to put that bitch to test, yo girl gave me top ina back of a jet, flexin

on you niggas, yea i know you upset, fuck her in tha bed, now tha bed

fucking wet, now i gotta buy me a brand new comforter set , bitch we E.B.S

yea nigga we countin bread, dissin on tha gang send Lil G to split yo head

while you niggas playing, bitch i turn my words to action, so if i say

you getting smoke, best believe its gon happen, bang bang shots fired

now its cracking, dont step into tha field unless yo whole squad packin

bitch im E.B.S so u never catch me slackin......

 

BobbyG:E.B.S nigga on some real shit, never slackin stay packin no squeelin kids.

ride thru the city with the top down, get smoked real quick then bounce towns.

smokin on swisher filled wit real loud, want beef wit us your funny as fuck an its hard to make me smile.

E.B.S nigga glue ya to the floor like hard tile