Grrah-grrah, boom
Gang-gang-gang (Grrah)
Everything dead
Grrah
Everything (Bitch) dead
Everything dead
Every opp shot (Every opp shot)
Grrah, Grrah, Grrah
I'm just tired of the internet dissin' (Dissin')
Why y'all keep dissin', cappin' in y'all raps? (In ya raps)
With the bros, and you know that we spinnin' (Bow, bow)
Lurkin', we be trynna make a pack (Gang-gang-gang, boom)
Free Squeeze, that's a fact (That's a fact)
Brodie feenin', trynna cut a Makk (Ewok)
I got a chop that go Bltt-Da-Blatt (Bltt)
She wanna love me 'cause I keep a strap, like (Bow, bow)
Ain't no politickin', bitch, i'm uppin' (Uppin')
I got chops, fuck you think I'm clutchin'? (Grrah, grrah)
I got my knocks why would I be runnin' (Bitch)
Hella shots if he yell out, "What's Gunnin'?" (Gunnin')
Fuck the Drillys, fuck the Sev (Bitch)
Dougie a bitch, nigga, smokin' your dead (Dead)
Fuck the Fifth, to the Sev
I'ma keep clickin', want everything dead (Everything dead)
I'ma keep clickin' 'till I feel that moment (Grrah, grrah)
We kept spinnin' like it was a donut (Donut)
She get freaky (Neaky), she get neaky
She gon' up with the 30 and throw it (Throw it)
He in fashion (Fashion), we get sleazy
He get shot if he yell out, "Mbzzly" (Mbzzly)
Feel like Mad Max, I'ma demon (Demon)
I'ma top shotta when I'm squeezin' (Squeezin')
Free the Layo, 'till the day go (Day Go)
He gon' up it, leave that nigga bleedin' (Bleedin')
Smokin' Benji (Benji), yeah, he dead
Rah Rah dead, he got one in the head
OY-OG, trynna put a nigga on a tee (On a tee)
Niggas wanna talk about drills, and talk about movies
But they know who was on the scene (Grrt)
I'm just tired of the internet dissin' (Dissin')
Why y'all keep dissin', cappin' in y'all raps? (Gang-gang-gang)
With the bros, and you know that we spinnin' (Bow, bow)
Lurkin', we be trynna make a pack (Bow-bow, boom)
Free Squeeze, that's a fact (That's a fact)
Brodie feenin', trynna cut a Makk (Ewok)
I got a chop that go Bltt-Da-Blatt (Bltt)
She wanna love me 'cause I keep a strap, like
I'm just tired of the internet dissin' (Dissin')
Why y'all keep dissin', cappin' in y'all raps? (In ya raps)
With the bros and you know that we spinnin' (Spinnin')
Lurkin', we be trynna make a pack (Bow-bow-boom)
Free Squeeze, that's a fact (That's a fact)
Brodie feenin', trynna cut a Makk (Ewok)
I got a chop that go Bltt-Da-Blatt (Bltt)
She wanna love me 'cause I keep a strap like (Bow, bow)
Ain't no politickin', bitch, i'm uppin' (That's a fact)
I got chops, fuck you think i'm clutchin'? (Grrah, grrah)
I got my knocks why would I be runnin'
Hella shots if he yell out, "What's Gunnin'?" (What's Gunnin'?)
Fuck the Drillys
Fuck the Sev
Dougie a bitch, nigga smokin' your dead (Your dead)
Fuck the Fifth, to the Sev
Imma keep clickin', want everything dead (Everything dead)
Grrah, grrah
Gang-gang-gang
Grrah, grrah-grrah