Grrah, grrah, gang-gang-gang
Move look, grrah
Move, grrah-grrah-grrah
Suck my dick, nigga, everything dead, nigga
War's too nasty
Never got shot in my head, nigga
Y'all know what's goin' on
Grrah grrah, look, look
[Sugarhill Keem]
And I never got shot in my head 'cause y'all missed (Y'all missed)
Smokin' dead niggas out the zip
You a bitch (On bro)
And I walk with a limp (On bro)
Ayo, Aye, pass me the rip (Ayo, look)
And I fuck with some crips (Zay O, Zay)
Straight out the mitch (Grrah, grrah)
And you better not trip
Yell out the Flockas yeah, you gettin' hit (On bro)
[Sugarhill Keem]
Ayo Dougie, we know you a bitch, look (Grrah-grrah)
You got shot in your shit, look
When I up better move
Totin' on Kelly, this shit got a kick, move look
I know where you at, where you live (Look)
You better not trip (Grrah-grrah), grrah-grrah
[OY Quan & Sugarhill Keem]
Oh shit
Everything dead, suck my dick, every Flocka shot
Niggas know what's goin' on
Oh shit, oh shit
[OY Quan]
They be like, "Quan, you always on hots" (On hots)
Like Dae Dae got knocked out his socks
Y'all talk on the gang but let's speak on the facts (On the facts)
Like, Lotti got stabbed in his back
That bitch a thot and I hit from the back (From the back)
And you know we don't fuck with no Jects (Fuck Jects)
[Sugarhill Keem]
Yo Quan, I said, "Move tact"
Don't try to run, put the beam on his back
I'ma flock and this shit not a cap
Like, what the fuck?
Bitch is a thot, she keep shakin' her ass
Move look, I move tact'
The knock on my hand, this shit not gon' jam
Oh she a thot? I'm bringin' the move (Grrah-grrah)
So tell me, what you wanna do?
(Smokin' all deads)
War's too nasty
[OY Quan]
Ayo, TMac, I know you was sick (You was sick)
Ayo, Benzo, you resting in piss (Benzo)
Move look, don't trip
That's my brother, I'm takin' that risk (That risk)
[Sugarhill Keem]
And I never got shot in my head 'cause y'all missed (On bro)
Smokin' dead niggas out the zip
You a bitch (Move, look)
And I walk with a limp (On bro)
Ayo, Aye, pass me the rip, look (Ayo, look)
And I fuck with some crips (Zay O, Zay)
Straight out the mitch
Grrah, Grrah
And you better not trip
Yell out the Flockas yeah, you gettin' hit
And I never got shot in my head 'cause y'all missed (On bro)
Smokin' dead niggas out the zip
You a bitch (Move, look)
And I walk with a limp (On bro)
Ayo, Aye, pass me the rip, look (Ayo, look)
And I fuck with some crips (Zay O, Zay)
Straight out the mitch
Grrah, Grrah
And you better not trip
Yell out the Flockas yeah, you gettin' hit
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