[Intro: Thunder Bklu & Dougie B]

Glo made that beat?

Thunder Bklu, grrt

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah

Grrah-grrah, boom

When I up this bitch, bitch, better move, like

Like, gang, gang

[?] better not fuck up my mood, like

Fuck that [?] I go kuu, like, grrah

Like, grrah, grrah-grrah, like

Grrah-grrah, grrta-grrta, grrt, move

Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom

Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, grrt

Grrah-grrah, grrt, gang-gang-gang

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]

If I up this .30, bitch, better move (Like, what?)

Choppa go, "Grrah-grrah" bitch, know doom, like

700, DOA be the move (Like, what?)

Talkin' on bro, I'ma shoot at your crew, like (Like, who?)

Give a fuck if that shit make the news (Give a fuck 'bout it)

She a baba, that lil' bitch a smooch, like

Off the patty or .42, she might get loose, like (Get loose)

Off thе deuce, what I say, she gon' do, likе

[Verse 2: Dougie B & Thunder Bklu]

Talkin' on bro, that's a ticket to death (Gang-gang-gang)

Kay start buggin', clickin' 'till he deaf (Gang-gang-gang)

Thotty no rumpin', I just want the neck (Gang-gang-gang)

Bitch, ain't no cuffin', I just want the check (Grrt, grrah-grrah-grrah)

Two shots hit him, now he gotta dip

Gun go up, when Kay say, "It's lit"

Catch him in traffic, like, "Pussy, bet' not trip"

I'ma start flockin', tryna catch a hit (Grrah, grrah)

[Verse 3: Kay Flock & Dougie B]

Thunder be buggin', told lil' brodie, "Click 'em" (Click 'em)

If the gun jam up, we gon' strip 'em (Strip 'em)

Red beam on the gun, how the fuck we missin'? (Like, damn)

If you on talkin' on bro, ya' mans grave where I'm pissin'

Like, Will got shot, niggas started snitchin'

And Lil Paco got shot, niggas started bitchin'

Free Liki, free Fetti, drillin' like a dentist

[Verse 4: Thunder Bklu & Dougie B]

Paco broke my heart, like, 80, why you did it?

Why you told on a drill? I thought that you was wit' it

Late night on a drill, aimin' for his fitted

How you talkin' on Blay? Pussy never did shit (Pussy)

Catch GoodDay, run up, I ain't missin' (Grrah-grrah, boom)

See bro, you were playin', nigga you was crippin' (Grrah-grrah)

They ain't go get back, niggas steady dissin' (Grrah-grrah)

Hoppin' out the V, brodie get to clickin'

If he bunny hop, then we get to blitzin'' (Grrah-grrah-grrah)

And it's still free Nas, make 'em meet the doctor (Free Nas)

Feel a way, come spin my block, move proper (Grrah-grrah)

We keep, red beam, green beam, opp spotters (Like, what? Like what?)

[Verse 5: Kay Flock]

Dotty my holster, totin' on this knocker (Grrah, grrah)

If we see the Ds, bitch, move proper

Lil Gotti call thotty, she eat up like pasta (Like, what?)

Dougie bishop with the chop, bitch (Like, woah)

I'm like Biggie, like, who shot ya'? (Who shot ya'?)

Me and Dougie like Kobe and Shaq (Like, hol' on)

Thunder catchin' alleys like Iguodala

[Verse 6: Dougie B, Thunder Bklu & Kay Flock]

Damn, opp thots catch bullets like lava (Lava)

If that boy trip, he get took off the roster (Like, what?)

Choppa gon' shake, lil' bitch don't holler, like (Don't holler)

Pop a bean, don't need no grabba, like (Grabba)

We caught a opp, send that boy to the doctors, like (Doctors, like)

He top five, I'm top one shotta, like

They go dumb, but, we givin' them rage (Give 'em rage)

Get a bag in a minimum way (In a—)

If I shoot, he get hit and his bitches get grazed

My day goin' good, but I'm lookin' for Ray, like

[Outro: Dougie B & Kay Flock]

Hold on

Like, (But I'm lookin' for—), it's a good day (Look)

Like, catch GoodDay, bitch, it's doomsday

Like, like, gang-gang

Like, gang-gang

Like, gang-gang