[Hook]:

Glah, Glah, Glah, Glah

They try to play, they ain’t know my body

Got my chop, I’ll flick anybody

I’m bouta go kuu, nobody can stop me

Headshot, he said he smoking on Dotty

Post up, I’m bout to sit in his lobby

Thotties on thotties rolling up the Lotti

Bend the Sev and we look for Zanotti

DOAK, I be smoking on Bobby

Reverse the V, we hopping out the Jeep

I told brodie he bugging, throw on ya ski

Stomp, we tryna make that boy bleed

Opp thot, I put the beam on the weave

Like, bro threw 7, going for a tuddy

Beat on a opp if my gun moving funny

Bitch I was spinning for free

So they know Ima slide for that money

[Verse 1]:

Keep a gun, I don’t really do running

I’m tryna lay, I ain’t type it

When I’m on a drill, I’m excited

He got the chop and you know he ain’t lying

He caught an opp now he flying

Tryna back door me, I won’t try it

If he pray on my gang, then we starting a riot

If he throw up a 4, ima up it

I’m with the gang in the spot and we bussin’, ahh

Smoking Lay man this shit got me bugging

41k, man them niggas on nothing

Niggas ain’t uppin’

Glah

Ain’t you get beat out ya watch?

I heard CJ got beat in the box

And Bdot just sat there and watched

OGK, put in a Goon in the box

Noah, Yellow, Diddy, shot

They want me dead cause I smoke em a lot

Oh yeah, we could go shot after shot

That’s his BM, we gon beat on that thot

Like, tryna creep through that block

With my ski and my G

Im back on hots

Ain’t no running from hollows, they coming like

Im tryna see what he jacking

If he a throw up a G, we gon gun him

These niggas [?]

I can’t even go for a 100

Glah, Glah, Glah

[Hook]:

They try to play, they ain’t know my body

Got my chop, I’ll flick anybody

I’m bouta go kuu, nobody can stop me

Headshot, he said he smoking on Dotty

Post up, I’m bout to sit in his lobby

Thotties on thotties rolling up the Lotti

Bend the Sev and we look for Zanotti

DOAK, I be smoking on Bobby

Reverse the V, we hopping out the Jeep

I told brodie he bugging, throw on ya ski

Stomp, we tryna make that boy bleed

Opp thot, I put the beam on the weave

Like, bro threw 7, going for a tuddy

Beat on a opp if my gun moving funny

Bitch I was spinning for free

So they know Ima slide for that money

[Verse 2]:

I’m rocking Hellstar, I’m on the block

Shorty feeling my vibe, she tryna give me top

I’m with Ray, Mr. Beat up the box

If he say you shot, then you flocked

If you try to push up on me, you gon die

If I call you my muddy, just know Ima ride

Bend the block, I ain’t gon lie

Oh that’s 5ive, Ima throw 5

Creep up, think I caught em by surprise

Catch SDot Go, Ima do em like Fries

Bitch, I make movies, Regal

I’m smoking za, this shit lethal

Try to slide, you don’t think I won’t see you

If I don’t got the chop, that’s on bro, Ima beat you