Grah, grah
Gang, gang, gang
OGz the fuck up
It's my time and there's no lettin' up
If they with the Gz then niggas better duck
Fuck Boomer, he dead
Before I was lit, I had one in the head
Spin the Ville, on a bike
If Dacy come home we gon' smoke on a dyke
Poppa what? Poppa who?
Y'all got me mad, now I'm droppin' the Woo (WooK)
Nigga you was just runnin', duckin' to the cops
How the fuck you gon' jack you my opp?
Nigga better not spin through my block
You don't fit in the trunk, but you fit in the box (Boomer)
How you droppin' the O, but y'all jackin' the O
Like y'all niggas retarded
Y'all better duck, y'all don't know what y'all started
Jackin' my O, I don't care I'm an artist
That's facts, no cap
I was spinnin', tryna make a pack
Who that? That's Eday
Can't forget he got shot on his B-Day
Why y'all rappin' like y'all niggas active?
Spin on the opps and brodie got to clappin'
What's crackin'?
When I'm with the rips, they like EK always in the Mitch
Boutta smoke on some Benzo, he died on his strip (Benzo)
That's a dead Hat
Boutta smoke on some JB, he died like a bitch (JB)
That's a dead Makk
Fuck Sovo, die Flocks
We gon' make sure that lil' nigga drop
On my dick? Like show me some bands
Blockwork we know that you popped
It's my time and there's no lettin' up
If they with the Gz then niggas better duck
Fuck Boomer, he dead
Before I was lit, I had one in the head
Spin the Ville, on a bike
If Dacy come home we gon' smoke on a dyke
Poppa what? Poppa who?
Y'all got me mad, now I'm droppin' the Woo (WooK)
Gang, gang, gang, nigga
Suck my fuckin' dick nigga
Y'all niggas know my body, nigga
Everything dead nigga
Y'all keep losin' niggas, nigga
All y'all niggas is dyin'
Suck my dick
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