Scene 4: No Fent Lyrics

Okay, yo, yo, yo
(Hold up, what's up, bro?)
I just got some intel
(Aight bruh, talk to me)
They some kids tryin' to take over the block sellin' this bullshit fentanyl
They gon' fuck around and kill off the clientele
(Man, fuck all that)

We sellin' that - straight drop, you understand that?
That clean, you know what I mean?
(Alright, man, you ain't gotta tell me shit)
These motherfuckers come around here fuckin' up the vibes
And when the bodies come, the bodies come, the police come
It's gon' fuck up everything, we gon' fuck around and have to go to war