[Verse 1: Wal Blixk]

GDK from the Bronx, y’all sick

Smokin’ y’all dead man’s in my spliff

Who that in the air? JayRip

He tried to run, he tripped

He went to the caf, he hit

Why these goofy niggas talkin’ shit?

TG on dick, nigga do a hit

You from the Bronx, how you smokin’ Nick?

I did a lot nigga I ain’t talkin’

Look both ways when you crossin’

I catch a [?] nigga while he walkin’

Hit his stomach, got the nigga curlin’

I got a full clip I ain’t nauseous

Don’t need Judah, nigga I be tossin’

Big Duppy Gang, nigga, I be active

I did drills before I started rappin’, gang

Heard the 5th to the Sev gon’ pop out

We gon’ bend the Bronx, we gon’ hop out

I got thirty and better, niggas better watch out

[?], clear the whole block out

I dare you to come wit’ that nigga

‘Causе I got a shooter for your shooter

Judah be pullin’ that triggеr

No legs, we aimin’ for medula’s

Uh, uh huh

Got a bitch from the X tryna kick it

Don’t wanna kill so I told her to lick it

Word to [?] I’ma tell her to pick it

Uh, uh huh

She a ten then I’m coppin’ her [?]

She callin’ my phone she fiendin’ to cuddle

Leg up, one hand on her frontal

Fuck the Sev we gon’ put in some work

Look, Rip got hit where it hurt

Not gon’ front JB went worst, uh huh

Catch your boy get put on a shirt

Look, y’all niggas never on shit

Like, Lexi gon’ come with a stick

Why niggas screamin’ “Don’t run, don’t trip”?

Like, ask what happened when they caught JayRip

If you run up, while I’m lookin’

Word to my dead nigga’s life gettin’ token

Then we drive back, back to Brooklyn

We do a drill then we actin’ like Crooklyn

Check Citizen, nigga dyin’

We see the news and his mother was cryin’

And she lost her son just to violence

Now I gotta show you my niggas on timin’

Everything dead

Not gonna say who got hit in his head

Ask [?] cut off his dreads

Treat him like Mo shoot him right in his legs

[Verse 2: Mori Briscoe]

And they probably think I’m 26

When we drenchin’, niggas gettin’ hit

Slide through they strip, new spliff

Opp in the air roll him out the zip

Tryna go for a ride, have fun

When we spot him, up it and then we dump

Pop out like surprise, don’t run

Dior got left at school, he dumb

Said the Bronx got what? You trippin’

Nas got rolled, niggas left him drippin’

Say you GD what? We blitzin’

Spin wit’ a blue flag like I’m Crippin’

Ayo woe, what the fuck you wanna do?

We can pay that toll and go spin on these niggas

SetDaTrend dissin’ Nick wit’ his mans in his bio, he can get sent wit’ them niggas

And that’s one thing, we don’t play about

When I spin, all I see is the playground

Use to walk wit’ it, in the Sprayground

Spot an opp for a fact he gon’ lay down