[Intro: Ljay Gzz]
Grrah, grrah, 9oh (Yo, Mar, turn that shit up; For the ones that move smooth)
ETG, 700, like, members with me, grrah
Dee Staxkz with me, look
Nuski with me, KK with me, Kdot with me, look
Demons, grrah, grrah, grrah, 9oh
9oh, grrah, ETG, look
[Verse 1: Ljay Gzz]
9oh's in the spot, get active
6WildK, niggas know what I'm jackin'
Don't run up on me, that shit get you hit
Like, what? Don't run, don' trip
200K, y’all never on shit
Jay6ix got hit in his lips
Send shots, y'all ain't gettin' back
[?], y'all niggas is chattin'
Talk facts, who lackin'?
Flexy with me and you know that we trappin', look
We get through the back end
9oh, niggas know my bop
KK the Stone, I know he gon' flock, grrah-grrah-grrah
I'm makin' some movies, duckin' from the cops
Don't need a group just to catch a opp
Spin two deep, just me and my chop
You know what we did, we hit him in his top
Don't call up the 9, 'cause shit gon' get tragic
Boy got beat, yеah, we causin' havoc
.40 on me, I'ma up it and blast it
Jack YG, you get put in a caskеt
Spin, one Hat, two .9s
Like, that boy, he get put in the sky
After that, I'm just tryna get high
That's your bitch so I give her the dick
Say she like it, she say I'm legit
After that, I just want the spits
Kick her out, then I gotta dip
On the block, we trappin' and shit
Catch a Makk, you know he get ripped
'Cause some Hats, they still on that shit
All my muddies, they totin' a grip
Don't run up 'cause you could get spliffed
Gettin' money, I stay on my shit
Gettin' money, I stay on my shit (Grrah)
[Verse 2: KK Spinnin']
Gettin' money, I stay on my shit
Call my members 'cause you know they don't play
Back out, I'ma shoot at your face
Niggas with me 'cause I'm totin' this K
Flexy with me, we spin through the 8
Catch me a Jet, he gon' have a delay
And Kdot, he aim at your face
And Kdot, he aim at your face
173rd, we get to the bread
Money getters, you heard what I said
Chino with me, we spinnin' in V's
Jackin' MB, you get put on a tee
Word to bro, we gon' spin through they P's
Seen MB's get beat out his sneaks
Niggas know that I do what I do
And Ldot got beat up in school
Spin through, I'm totin' my tool
Catch me a 5, I'ma up it and boom
See a Makk, you know what I do
I'ma up it, go ku' with the deuce
[Bridge: Ljay Gzz & Lefty 9]
Like, grrah, like, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah
[Verse 3: Lefty 9]
Got beat and his mans ain't help
Don't try to run 'cause it's gon' hold like 12
OYK, y'all niggas some kids
Don't run up, you get shot in your rib
[?], he movin' too tact
Mr. Quick-To-Leave-A-Gun-On-His-Back
I'm Hat, so you better relax
Up a Makk, then we leavin' 'em flat
Fuck the 6ix, man, y'all niggas is wack
Why the fuck y'all niggas never got back?
Spin with my Gzz, they gon' up it and clap
Fuck Rah, he got left in a cab
Dumb lil' nigga, he shouldn't have lacked
Fuck Noah, he got kicked in his face
And Gibby got shot broad day
Don't run, don't trip, 'cause this beam got a trace
And I carry the knock on my waist
Just know I can't go out like Zion
And that nigga was jackin' the 6ix?
Lil' Notti got punched in his lip
Don't run, don't trip
We spin with the 2's, like, who ready to blitz?
Like, Lotti got caught, he got poked in his ribs
Spin through the 'Hill and I'm lookin' for Chris
Hit 'em one time and I'm out to the crib
[Verse 4: Kdot KeepClickin]
Look, we make movies, y'all make clips
Lil' bro, remember that shit
Word to my dead, I'ma bend through the 6ix
Niggas be pussy, they suckin' my dick
OYK, but y'all niggas is kids, look
I'ma spin through the T's
He get shot if he yellin' out "'Gz"
Come to the 9, but I'm lettin' it boom
I'm not even 9, but y'all know what I do
I'ma bend through the Nick
Niggas pussy they suckin' my dick, like
He get shot if he mentionin' 'Rip
Word to my dead, niggas never did shit
And lil' Notti keep suckin' my dick
I'ma bend through the 'Hill, bet I dump more than six
Yo, Nunu, dump out the whip
Word to my dead, niggas never did shit
I'ma spin through the Vatos
Dumb niggas pussy, they duckin' they taco, like
Catch a Makk and I'm lettin' off shots though
Word to my dead, niggas totin' on chops though
Like, look, get hit, on bro, we gon' bend through the Nick
Told my twin to dump out the whip
Niggas pussy, they runnin' like Rick
Don't run, don't trip
Bend through the 'Hill, I'm like, "Shit got a kick"
Like, nigga, get off my dick
And I'm really die 4 and I'm really die 6ix
[Verse:]
Who that? Don't drip when I up the knocker
700, they know where to find us
I'm tryna spin, we gon' flock at the Honda
We got 'em, we all on 'em, shooters, we spot ̈́em
Fuck it, go crazy
I had my youngin bitchin' with the .30
Got the drop, man, we know where he layin'
If bro say, "It's lit," on my dead, I'ma flame it
Fuck a O, YGK, Rah got packed and never put in pain
Woo Lotti kept dissin', got put in the grave, like
Why the 'Gz ain't spinnin' same day?
I got locked, I held it down, I said nothin'
Then got back to the towns, gotta jump it
Fuck a Makk, when we catch it, we dumpin'
Smokin' on Matt with the 'Lilah, shit punchin'
[Verse:]
Why he dissin' my hood when he got poked by a bitch?
Know they mad that they mans in my spliff
Boom what? Boom shoot who? They get packed on my strip
Too tact', so I stay with a grip
6Wild, 6 what? We gon' bend broad day
I'ma smoke this Gibby to the face
On the block with the guys and this shit on my waist
Nigga, Drizzy got shots to his face
He got left in the uber, now he in a blunt
Smokin' on Rah, bet this shit be the Runtz
Smokin' Woo Lotti, roll him up for lunch
Roll up Gibby, that boy be that punch
And this kinda borin', we do this for fun
Brodie got .30, I came with a drum
[?], now I'm fiendin' to dump
6Wild, 6 what? Not settin' 'em up
[Verse:]
He uppin' the Makk, he gon' die
Lil' bro, he got sent to the sky
And I'm slidin' with D, you know that's the problem
We uppin' the Ashton, no, he don't fly
Oh, you droppin' my 9, so you tryna die?
Yeah, I die by the gun, shoulda' had his knock
Delilah a bitch, she was suckin' cock
When I catch Dee 6ix, I'ma let it flock
Like, Dee, the fuck did they do?
Lil' Rah, he got put on the news
Suck my dick, y'all niggas is fools
Just see me a Gunna, I'm tightenin' 'em screws
[Verse:]
Nigga, that's word to my dead, shit is dead
Keep one in the head to fill 'em with lead
Catch my opp, that nigga just bled
In the hood, still smokin' on spliff
I can't fuck with niggas, they fed
Don't got the knocks, I'ma chop off his leg, like
Don't got the knocks, I'ma chop off his leg
Don't got the—, don't got the knocks, I'ma chop off his leg, like
[Outro]
Everything dead