(Glo Made That Beat)
(Grra Grra)
(Grra Grra)
(Gang Gang Gang)
(Gang Gang Gang)
Keep spinnin' stop runnin' (Stop Running)
We catch a opp hollows rip through his muffin (Grra Grra)
Like no I ain't doin' no bluffin'
Shot to his face now that boy got concussions (Gang Gang Gang)
And no I ain't doin' no tusslin'
I see a Gz I'mma blitz em' rush em' (Grra Grra)
Pop me a yerkie you know that I'm bussin'
Hollows they hit up his chest gon' cut him (Grra Grra Boom)
And you know that we spinnin' we huntin'
Rah got clapped and them niggas did nothing (Grra)
And I mow through that block always gunnin'
Dissin' on bro why the fuck is you runnin'
Like damn what's that
Hollows gon' rip through the cap of this cab
Like damn get back
Nes got beat but he still trynna rap
Look, like damn, big strap
Hollows gon' take that boy right off the map
Niggas be dissin' on brodie gon' lack
Why would you diss if you know you don't clap
Me and bro stay moving on fifties
Swervo the oota he leavin' you sticky
Two thirties we totin' on sixty
I see a opp I'mma turn em' to Ricky
He get shot if he jacking he jiggy
O O shot tell them niggas get with me
Edot baby, them niggas is silly
Edot baby, them niggas is silly
And them niggas keep yellin' out "Rippy"
Dummy got poked got hit with a blicky
Like, got hit in his back, left shitty
I just want neck I do not need kitty
Like, and I'm back in the town
[?] How you ballin
DOA, All my niggas is balling
Been in the [?]
And I been in the field fuck talkin'
YGK [?]
Been in the [?]
And I been in the field fuck talkin'
YGK [?]
Keep spinnin' stop runnin' (Stop Running)
We catch a opp hollows rip through his muffin (Grra Grra)
Like no I ain't doin' no bluffin'
Shot to his face now that boy got concussions (Gang Gang Gang)
And no I ain't doin' no tusslin'
I see a Gz I'mma blitz em' rush em' (Grra Grra)
Pop me a yerkie you know that I'm bussin'
Hollows they hit up his chest gon' cut him (Grra Grra Boom)
Keep spinnin' stop runnin' (Stop Running)
We catch a opp hollows rip through his muffin (Grra Grra)
Like no I ain't doin' no bluffin'
Shot to his face now that boy got concussions (Gang Gang Gang)
And no I ain't doin' no tusslin'
I see a Gz I'mma blitz em' rush em' (Grra Grra)
Pop me a yerkie you know that I'm bussin'
Hollows they hit up his chest gon' cut him (Grra Grra Boom)
