Grrah grrah, everything dead, like
Grrah grrah
, like
Shnoodles knock em’ out, if that n#gg# lookin’ at me
Damn, now I got blood on my Fazo’s
For the sitchy, I’m callin’ up Fazo
Hole in his face, like a bagel
Can’t wait till I see boy, n#gg# thinkin’ it’s sweet, okay, can’t wait till we meet
Me and bro was spinnin’ on feet
We got hella’ shots like we in a bar, like
Told bro, “Flip that car”
Check the stats, they know who we are
Bro got the beam so it’s no gettin’ far
Poppy wit’ me, gon’ run up a check
Movin’ oppy, then he gettin’ stretched
On my brethren, we do it the best
Don’t got the knock, I’m blowin’ like a ref
Talk on my dead but you just lost ya’ mans, like, I just don’t understand
She wanna f#ck cause she know I’m the man, like, I’m the man wit’ the plan
Tellin’ me that you spinnin’, I’m here everyday
Stop all the cap, n#gg#s know where I lay
On court and we ain’t here to play
Ooter get close, he score in the paint
How them n#gg#s gon’ mention my dead? But they n#gg#s is dyin’
Say you spinnin’ my block, stop lyin’
Call a baddie up, I’m tryna line em’
Bro got the knocker on em’ like a
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