[Intro]

Like, what?

KayArchon

Ahh

Every opp shot

Ohh

Everything dead

Ahh

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]

That nigga dead, I could tell by the twitch

Like, niggas ain't never do shit

Smoking Lotti, mix it with the Nick

All the opps know our body, niggas really bitch

I'm with cuzzy, let's spin thru the Mitch

We tryna bend through and up on a—

Mdot got hit in his shit

Leg shot, dead shot, they left him on his strip

Like, why these OY niggas tryna try me?

Tell niggas go get back for Notti

Poked up, niggas got up on his body

Jokes up, Glo start hitting like Lotti

On the 8 perked up, moving oppy

Big knocks and I'm looking for Sha Gz

Head tap, leave him like he was Edotty

Everything dead, nobody lit I'm like copy

Maybach parked up in the Ts, I'm tryna leave a nigga like he Beans

It's so many opps they got put on a tee

Like, leg shot make a nigga shoulder lean

I can't wait 'til I see Yus Gz

I bet when he get shot this time he off the scene

And it’s still free DThang Gz

When he come home, he get put in a splee

5th to the Sev, free Flock, free TG

Free Huntaa, free Wes, free Keme

Free Pdot, free Duwop Beezly

Real risk takers known for hittin' figis

On the Jets, you hear me screaming, "Ewee"

Bitch, I'm on BT looking for the DG

GB, throw up the Wokk when you see me

TP, Charlie got hit in his beanie

On the Gates tryna make me a shirt

I'm tryna put a nigga in the dirt

JayTee, Omie, Dollaz, Rell, all of 'em niggas got hit where it hurt

GPop, Fries, Wayne, Mel, I spot me a Sweeper, I'm uppin' it first

Get him popped like a trunk or a Perc'

Flock the scene up and watch 'em disperse

Tap my head just for Rah-Rah

Like, can't forget about Rah, he got left in the whip

Tap my head for Edotty

Like, tap my head 'cause Edotty got hit in his shit

If me and TG saw BLOODIE and Roscoe

I bet you we would've beat him like a bitch

Do him like Dummy, poke him in his ribs

Back out the knock and beat him 'til he twitch

[Verse 2: Cito Blick]

All these niggas keep dissin', that shit gotta stop

Li-Like, what? Get off my cock

Said I got cut, but can't tell me the spot

And I'm big EOS, they ain't spinnin' my block

Like still free Crippy, he stuck on the rock

And every opp that we took a trip and let it flock

Bend through the Gz, and the O's

Catch Osama, send him to his bro

P-PDL, I got the lo'

Slide in your crib, I'm kicking down the door

Sha Gz turned Jet, now he tell on the 4z

Nigga turn into a smoochie, movin' like a hoe

Chillin' on every block, but never yours

Like, we not even done and y'all already lost

GPop in the air, he permanently sleep

I be spinnin' the Doug' like every other week

Dubski, Lucci, swept on they feet

Like, Rah-Rah, Mexi, slumped in the V

Double back, tryna catch me a P

I really can't wait 'til they free all the Gz

Like free Pdot, free Huntaa, free Wes Dot

Niggas be talkin' crazy but on deadlock

D-Gunna ain't lack out

Swervo got beat, like, both of 'em niggas turnin' themselves out

[Verse 3: JayDaChaserr]

What my niggas bend through

Free, Pdot, free Huntaa, free Wes too

Fuck the opps, when we saw, we gon' send through

Bitch tryna chill, but I gotta correct too

And we smokin' on Charlie, Mex too

Can't forget about Dubski, Lu too

On they block I'm outside, they don't want to

On the 5th or the Sev they don't come through

Came back, now they duckin' they tacos

Smokin' Dubs, when I spin on the Vatos

I'm so glad he got turned into gelato

No beef with the Gates 'cuz they shoot with they eyes closed

We ain't hitting civilians, we be really drillin' shit

Why they talkin' what they not though?

I'm with bigger, he lettin' the 9 go

Couple got hit, just for mentioning my bros

Free TG, free Duwop, free Keme

Like, all my niggas, is official

5th to the Sev, like, fuck who got a issue?

He lack on that block, I'm sending out a missile

Hop out gang, bullets rip through his tissue

Blick got the beam, ain't no way we gon' miss you

They don't never get back, all they say is we miss you

They forgot about Rah so they gon' forget you

[Verse 4: Rayy Balla]

Pass the Notti, we smoke him a lot

On the Hill, tryna catch me an O on they block

If I spot 'em, I up it and flock

If I don't got my G, he get done like he GPop

Poked up, niggas get left on the spot

Like, I'm tryna make sure he drop

Like, yeah we been sending out shots

Bharlie been fienin' to stay out the block

First thing you hear is that motherfuckin' "Ahh"

Like, that's how you know he got shot

And I'm not smoking on Rah no more

Like, that lil nigga some block

I want the best of the dead main opps

Like, somebody roll up the Dots

Leg shot, headshot, I wasn't surprised

Just one of them niggas went out, suicide

It don’t matter 'cause both of 'em died

They got fried like some chicken and put in a box

Free the guys out the rock, and the one that's on top, they went buggin’, blowin' down the spot

Bitch, we do this a lot

Need a new G, I done used this a lot

Hang out the roof tryna knock off an Lot

We got guns like the soldiers, so boy better stop

[Outro]

(Grrah)

(Grrah, grrah, boom)

(EVERY OPP SHOT)

(AHH)

(AHH)

(LIKE WHAT)

(Suck my dick)

(Mezzy gang)

(Ahh)