[Intro]

Huh, go, go

Huh, DCG

Huh, Huh

Go, go (lalala, la, la, la)

Go, go (lalala, la, la, la, la)

Go, go, hunn, go, go, hunn

[Verse 1: DCG Bsavv]

First off, I'ma start this bitch off, rest in peace

My lil' brother died, and I just cried so we had hit the streets

We keep spinning blocks, and patching opps, they ass can't no sleep

We was riding, really lurking, probably rolling like four deep

I just want the top, no being rude, but please don't use your teeth

We gon' rob this hoe, and beat her ass, before we wife a eat

Goofy saw me in the streets, was shook, and tried to tell a speech

Fucked his bitch, she loving my cologne

Aye shun gon' make my niece

I ain't in the mood, if it ain't no groove, and I can't feel this beat

Distribute to Nitty B, let us in the industry

We gon smoke his ass if he thinking he gon' mention me

My bitch she taste like candy treats

They know I kept my mans on me

He was passing, sending heat, way before we touched the streets

We gon' tweak and they gon' T

Once it's war it ain't no seats

I do the dash, with my broski

Shawty hot, they need more grease

She say it's three, I want all three

Smoking bags of broccoli

These Glocks don't jam, so don't start beef

Sign a deal, we all gon' eat

This bitch a wrap, ask my OG

She know I got a four on me

Without my blick, they gon' score on me

I was breaking bread with all my niggas

Can't none of them try to go on me, (Huh, huh)

Huh

She see guns, and a couple Gs

And now she trying to hoe for me

She said I'm lyrical and did a dance

And now she trying to throw on me

Bought a crate and spent a grip

Everybody get poles for free

One call, they on all bullshit

My niggas on go for me

Shake this bitch, and wake this bitch to 16 like it's Jodeci

To 16 like it's Jodeci

[Verse 2: DCG Shun]

Since lil' nitty died, I been feeling like shit after me

Don't get close up on me, I'll shoot this bitch with accuracy

If I hear a story and that shit don't sound like facts to me

I might just kill his kids, if I think a nigga lie to me

Fuck it, kill his mama, I'm with that, that shit just fine with me

This face tat ain't for show

This shit ain't cute, this shit ain't fine to me

Mr. Patch Yo Block, just come outside, we don't play hide and seek

Before we rock a show, and leave that bitch

We need like five a piece

I keep lying to my bitch, she say she hate me, and she tired of me

But I know that's a lie, take her to Saks and now she dying for me

Lil' Nitty was the muscle and the brain, how the fuck you die on me

My car so futuristic, hit the sport, and this bitch fly for me

I keep patching my opp, they say they tired, but we want all the beef

But I can't go outside, I'ma fuck her friend if she keep stalling me

Bitch I'm in the stu, I'm irritated, so stop calling me

And I don't wanna talk, hit my dm, hoe what you offering

I like the cougar hoes cause they fuck me good and talk to me

I hate the younger bitches

'Cause they brag on what they bought for me

I got my own bag bitch, don't forget, you tried to talk to me

It's forever Nitty, tell the opps, bitch we want all the beef

[Outro]

(Bitch) Tell the opps bitch we want all the beef

(Bitch) Tell the opps bitch we want