Oyk (grrah bang) (O block) (Oy)k (Oyk) You know what the fuck it is man The future man (Gooo, gooo) (Goooo, gooo) Grrah-bang, grrah Grrah-bang, grrah Huh? What? Come on Yeahhh (Oyk) Slatt, slatt, It's box (uh-huh) (uh-huh) (Oyk, O block ya heard) (uh-huh) (uh-huh) Come on Yeahhh, slatt (It's box) Come on Bitch we on that and we in a raq O block, oyK Catch this k, you get clapped I'm still with this that can get you wacked And I stay on that shit, GBG in the back Like, box with me but he ain't gon box I told bro bend blocks, throw shots And if he tell me that he want you dead On my mother everybody shot We put blood on all the opps Shoot they ass like uncle willie kids Mama told me stay up out the streets, you gon be really big Glocks the only handguns that I like so keep yo silly cigs Name a rapper 30+ that still ain't make it billions (Cough-cough-cough) Damn, that's shit rick nigga Can't name a bitch, I ain't hit If I ain't hit back, bleesh ain't hit ha On the road, me and my bros With some freak hoes and 3 sprinters Bitch said she want lobster Told that bitch she getting a cheap dinner Cause they talking bout JB, they shot Lil Notti had died cause he tried to box Oh they started a bop Big EBK, we making it hot Call up my ooter, he shot after shot On the bike, it was me and Tdot Like, all of the dissing got fucking stop But y'all said it so y'all gotta drop (grah) Bitch Imma Gz, what y'all wanna do I got a gun, I bet I make a move Free KayFlock, bro stuck on the rock I told Sticky, I'm gon go to the top He get shot if he talking on Jayrip Bend blocks, throw shots for Nazzy Von, Odee , Dotti, Caine Oh my god, what happened to Notti I ain't gon lie, this ain't no disstrack This a evil ass song He was screaming out "Oh No" When they found his mans gone I was laughing to the floor I listen to V Roy ass song (Von) He ain't even 4KT but shit he caught a headstone (Come here) (Come here) Bitch we on that and we in a raq O block, oyk Catch this k, you get clapped I'm still with this that can get you wacked And I stay on that shit, GBG in the back Like, box with me but he ain't gon box I told bro bend blocks, throw shots And if he tell me that he want you dead On my mother everybody shot We put blood on all the opps Shoot they ass like uncle willie kids Mama told me stay up out the streets You gon be really big Glocks the only handguns that I like so keep yo silly cigs Name a rapper 30+ that still ain't make it billions We be bending through the opps, even the opps know And I heard lil pussy ass got shot, took on a hop though And I know they dissing on the guys Well shit, they not though But it's cool, I spin to they side and catch a hot one Grrah bang (Yeah what lil bro said) (Bitch)