[Intro]
Like grrah
Like
(Kezzie?)
Like, every opp shot, nigga
Niggas tried to up it on me, but he missed (but he missed)
(Like, like, like)
Grrah, grrah
Like, grrah, grrah, grrah
(He tried to up it on me, but he missed)
He tried to up it on me, but he missed
(He a bitch)
Baow, baow, baow, baow (Gang, gang)
(He a bitch {?}) (Man down nigga)
Grrah
[Verse 1]
He tried to up it on me, but he missed
I tried to bend through the Rey, but they snitched
With my G in my hands tryna blitz
No, last thing you see was some kicks
Rah, should've took him a lyft
Grrah, hollows hit in his shit
I'm on the 8th, with the tools
Matt, I heard you got put on the news (Matt Sav)
Like, push up on me, I'm throwing a few
You got shot nigga, what did you do?
Like, bro put the beam on the deuce
Like, grah, grrah
Spin the 9, I ain't doing it later
Up, I'm tryna leave em' disabled
Put a O in his back, Jayson Tatum
Like, send my drop and I don't gotta pay
[Verse 2]
Nigga, Yellow got popped like a Yellow
Diddy, he must've thought he was Melo
Like, I threw a shot, every pedal
He try to run, I'ma let em'
Matter fact, get up close
Green light, bitch, I'm on go
G-Pop got stabbed, and where did he go?
Oh, they wanna talk on the bros?
I'm in Douglass, I'm dolo, I came with my pole
If I see Sdot, he gotta go
Oh, that's a sweep? let it blow
Like, grah, like, grah
Nay, Tank, Eli, smoked
E4Dotty, I'm flockin' the most
They know my body, I'm droppin' the lo'
Big gun, you don't know how to tote
Hop in the V, I'ma slide with my lo'
When the time right, shot through my coat
30. clip on my hand, throw
Get out the streets, nigga you getting old
Caught a opp and i made him a pole
Red beam on my gun, I'ma boom it fosho'
B-Lovee why you be ducking?
Word of my mother, I had niggas runnin'
Bend through the back, they ain't know I was coming
Check the stats, niggas know I was buggin
Like Ek a bitch and he know
If I see that stroller, kick it over
And his daughter get stomped like Noah
You a lame, stay in yo lane
That nigga changed me, when he got some fame
Walkdown gang, I'ma up it in pain
[Verse 3]
Grrah, like a father, it's a shame (shame), and your BM was fucking the gang
I'ma flock it, I don't gotta aim
Charlie, that nigga dead in a grave
On the Mitch, bending the Rey
Gooey try run up on me, let it spray (Grrah)
He can get left on his face
Opp thot put the beam on a lace
Grrah, he tried to reach for his waist
Like, nigga get out my way, I'ma flame (Grrah)
Like he tryna bend through my block
Grrah, bro said he fuck with the opps
Grrah, if he Notti bop (Grrah, grrah)
Big knock tryna air out the ground
Go get your money, you a clown
She tryna fuck, she in love with my sound
Like, headshot he got left on the ground
I was broke, now I'm smoking out pounds
[Outro]
Anyways, see what we gave
Fuck that block, I'm bending today
In all black, I ain't coming' to play
He threw up bells, add a K
I smoke Blay, with the Lay
He got shot in his grave, that's Zay (That's Zay)
Kick down your door, I'll come where you lay (nigga)
Like, Grrah (like, grrah)
(Kick down your door, I'll come where you lay nigga)
(It's Block, like)
(Like, it's Blocky Da G nigga)
(It's Blockwork bitch, like)