[Verse 1: Woddy]

Heard a voice in my head like I'm Randy

Stay by the grip, it be comin' in handy

Drillin' in fashion, she tote in the fanny

I know I'm a star, gotta get her a plan B

Word to bro I can't cuff on no weak shit

Get in my stance, watch I up and release it

He tried to duck, baby bro started creepin', then they stood over top just to show him he mean it

Bro hit the side then he shot from the base

Ambulance came, couldn't pick up his face

Bro in the hot ride duckin' the jakes

If you not tryna fuck, bitch get out my face

Like, shots started sprayin' like mace

I tossed the chopper, I made a mistake

Brodie up top 'cause they gave him a date

Wit' the beam on his back tryna hop on the gate

[Verse 2: EthoSuave]

Bitch we them top opps, we make the block hot, like

Heavy on the die 5

We throw some pain every trip on the opp side

Don't pass that Mali, nigga that's some caca

Got QB beside me, that's my Rasta

Like a crazy ex we doin' pop ups

G on my hip while we drivin' down Foster

Got hit in his brain, I don't know how he got up

Like, I tried to up but the gat jammed, I started beatin' the bitch wit' the back hand

The Line always chill in the back of they Pz 'cause they can not be loafin' on Flatlands

Baow

We up, just go check the stats man

Them niggas not really on that, they actin'

Quickdraw, I just aim it and tap it

Run around flickin', I got sturdy balance

[Verse 3: ChrisBands]

Like

Gwokk what? We park it

We go spinnin' lookin' for our target

Tappin' my shoulder 'cause he got his arm hit

G on my waist or it's under my armpit

Loafin' wit' his Jim, disarm him

He caught a stomach shot, it had him starvin'

We steppin' on shit like carpets

Stay wit' that iron, man I feel like Jarvis

Like, we throw a lot if he Jet from the Ville

Jwetty wit' me, he the best on the wheels

SBeezy on hots, throwin' ten out the steel

And that shit be hard just to get him to chill

He start glitchin' when he off that pill

The Line too boring, we out to the Til'

I'm in the 80z just chillin' in Bil'

We aim for the neck up, we want that kill

[Verse 4: Jah Bandz]

On that block tryna go for the bucket

Nigga try to push up and he tuckin'

I was troopin', I ain't have a V so I'm still tryna figure out why niggas duckin'

He never spin'd a block, he never made a scene, I don't know why he keep tryna be on some tough shit

And I heard Chop had went out to eat, I was tryna spin through and knock off a muffin

And the Flocks not opp, he gettin' shot if he come to this block

He ain't know where to go once I throw on the dot

I heard Travy went out, so I smoke him a lot

And I never forgot, but these niggas be hidin'

I got some old friends, when I see 'em they shot

And it's crazy, I really show niggas love but they hatin', they tryna trick me out my spot

[Verse 5: Stacks BW]

Baow

You ain't know that we boom for the Ape? Okay, now we outside where you lay

I'm wit' the Ripk, got his blue flag on, when he tight I know he gon' turn that shit gray

Nigga my Hatty almost took off ya' face

If we get the drop we gon' spin everyday

I catch lil' Freddy, I'm parkin' that May

I'm wit' Woddy and Dot, better ask how he play, baow

The job not done, we go down that block just to test out our guns

That's Mali, we roll him up in a blunt

Got Benzo on court, he flickin' like the Suns

I'm still fightin' a case, my ooter beside me, oh I need a point, then he gettin' you bun'd

Baow

Beam on ya' face make you run

If you push up on us then we gettin' that dub, baow baow