[Intro]

Gra, gra, gra, gra

Yozora

Gang, gang, gang (Gang, gang, gang)

Hand on the glizzy (What?)

JJ he driving on missions

Grrt

Tinted the V so it's dark when we spinning

Shots at the

[Chorus]

You could get shot if you jack choo

I see a opp and I drop folk

I be scorin' on court without coach

And the treeshas and babas, we got those

You could get shot if you jack choo

I see a opp and I drop folk

I be scorin' on court without coach

And the treeshas and babas, we got those

[Verse 1]

Baby, I'm woo, jackin' the choo, I'ma shoot

Shout out to cuz, Nappy Blue, I know you fell

Just caught a opp, do the dash on the belt

I'm with the beef, I be callin' myself

Shot on the floor got you callin' for help (Pussy)

She gon' ask spin through the Floss, I doubt that, that nigga lied

Smoking on Nick, a nigga be high

Get shot if you choo, you one of them guys

[Chorus]

You could get shot if you jack choo

I see a opp and I drop folk

I be scorin' on court without coach

And the treeshas and babas, we got those

[Verse 2]

No shine and we still drop the choo all the time

From the Floss, 0 block to the 9 with the locs I be losing my mind

RJ gon' catch him in traffic, we spinnin', we causin' a havoc

And I still make my lil' homie blast it, Trey Suvy, I'm calling him savage

[Chorus]

You could get shot if you jack choo

I see a opp and I drop folk

I be scorin' on court without coach

And the treeshas and babas, we got those

[Verse 3]

Kicking his candles like, "Fuck it"

Nick Blixky dead, he got turned into nothin'

Coka came home cause he tellin' (He snitch)

Keep the Dior 'cause it's holdin' my weapon

Baby, come suck on this treasure

You know what I'm jackin', we do it better

Bitch, I am not folk and you know that

Real sniper gang, no Kodak

Bitch, I'm Dafi Woo, where the hoes at?

And I'm shootin' if he tryna choo back

[Pre-Chorus]

Dafi Woo, you know that I keep me a Glock or two

If I call the treys, they gon flock at you

I'm the big falayo but I'm rocking blue

Look, Dafi Woo you know that I keep me a Glock or two

If I call the treys, they gon flock at you

I'm the big falayo but I'm rocking blue

[Chorus]

You could get shot if you jack choo

I see a opp and I drop folk

I be scorin' on court without coach

And the treeshas and babas, we got those