(Major, that's you?) (Alpha) (This wicked, Edott) Grrah I'ma push up, I'ma creep I done took some niggas off they feet Fuck it, I'm tryna catch me a Sweep Jay5ive, don't get hit with this heat G-Pop, that nigga dead in my blunt I was on Douglass totin' my gun I used to bend niggas' blocks just for fun When that shit boom, it gon' sound like a drum Outside with the-, niggas know how we get (Niggas know how we-) Always on go, we don't fuck with impostors (We don't fuck with impostors) Jay5 send an opp to the doctor (Send an opp to the doctor) All black on, dreaded up like a Rasta (Grrah, grrah) Like, these niggas ain't makin' no dollars (They ain't makin' no-) Flock, we walk him up, send, do him proper (Proper) Dissin' in raps but don't post on they block Like, these niggas can't fuck with our roster (Like) Pop out, let it spark on the opps (Let it spark on the-) Brodie be geekin', he told me to pass off (He told me-) Free the bros in the spot on they bully Step in the spot, we done bet you won't last long (Bet you won't last long) Let it flock and I ain't have my mask on (I ain't have my-) Grrah, done flipped all the opps with a cast on (With a cast on) Been on that shit since a jit, we was buggin' (Like) Came to they block, they was runnin' for mad long (They was runnin' for mad long) Like, he throw up a Y, we gon' drop it Grrah, this.43 came with a moppin' Opp bitch, she in the spot tryna top it (Opp thot) Creepin' up, we knock a G out his socket (Out his socket) Any 150 you see you gon' what? (What?) Like, we pop out and see you, we gon' pack you (Grrah, grrah) Yommy, heard you got hit with your gat too (Like, what?) Niggas see us and freeze up like a statue Free Thirty, free PJ, AP, those my Locs It's C and an E next to my O (Grrah) These niggas pretend, they just follow Jumped off the porch, I was boomin' them hollows (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Hold on, oh, I think I see Roscoe (Like, Roscoe) Watch how we start lettin' shots go 161, but we ain't tryna box, though, like (Grrah, grrah) They know we still let it flock, though (Gang, gang, gang) Baow, baow, we jump shells in they 'jects, like Somebody tell me who next Yommy got shot, Dummy got left Lee mentionin' X (Ah), niggas took Baby Jet (Baby Jet) Grrah, grrah, it ain't no worry (It ain't no worry) L'zzz here, we got like thirty D's on our dick, tryna shoot it like Curry (Tryna shoot it like-) Never got caught on a drill 'cause I'm sturdy (Grrah, grrah, boom) We tryna creep up, I'm not boxin' (Don't lack) You could get shot in your shit tryna politic (Grrah, grrah) Free all my grim niggas takin' lottery (Lottery) Spot us a rapper, he gon' catch a hollow tip TG and Thunder got beat and they hoppin' it Don't run, it's no remorse for the opposites Like, don't run, 'ooters clickin', ain't no stoppin' it Like, no, I don't dance, but I'm still Notti Boppin' it (Notti) Like, he better watch who he speakin' too Better not throw a Y when we creepin' through (Grrah, grrah, boom) Bro tryna pop out like peekaboo They know L'zzz gon' hop and the V and do (L'zzz here) Like, I'ma push up, I'ma geek Like, Wiki gon' slide with that G (Gon' slide with that G) Like, just don't lack when you crossin' that street Scream, "Legshot," Dotty got put right to sleep (Legshot) Hollows bumpin' and shit, spit him up like the vision (Like the vision) All them shots to his car, that shit caused a collision (Caused a collision) All the opps on my dick, I'm the one who they mention (Who they mention) I been tuckin' my hands 'cause my finger been itchin' (Rah Rah) Got hit with that shit, he was glitchin' (Grrah, grrah) Got hit with that shit, he was bitchin' I got them all duckin' tops when we bendin' (When we bendin') I keep my G by the guap when I'm spendin' (When I'm spendin') If he do it, I'ma bringin' him gifts like I'm Santa (Like I'm Santa) White girl right in the club, call her Anna (Anna) I got that wocky, mix it with the Fanta (Fanta) Bro let it blow on the niggas like the Phantom (Like) Tryna get up and run, we shoot him when he stand up This ain't hopscotch, niggas hoppin' when that TAN up Blam him, niggas turnin' into dancers (It ain't) (And they duckin' the smoke 'cause they don't want no cancer) That's a prize, they never knowin' what's next Sdot, he gon' get hit for the set Leg shot, I always aim for the chest (Aim for the chest) Like the last opp, that nigga brains made a mess (Made a mess) Opp thot lookin', I will not be the last one (Last one) Fuck that, hop in the car, that's the fast one (Fast one) Let him reach out for a hug, I'ma blast him Like, if he don't got the guns, I'ma crash him I'ma push up, I'ma creep I done took some niggas off they feet Fuck it, I'm tryna catch me a Sweep Jay5ive, don't get hit with this heat G-Pop, that nigga dead in my blunt I was on Douglass totin' my gun I used to bend niggas' blocks just for fun When that shit boom, it gon' sound like a drum