[Intro: Yus Gz]

Grrah, grrah

Like, brodie gon' flick, he tryna—

Grrah, grrah, like

Bow, bow

[Verse 1: Yus Gz]

New-New Loc bussin'

Bend through the Mitch, we lookin' for a cuzzin'

They see the black tint, they be duckin'

Like-like, on they block, we done had niggas runnin' (Ah, ah)

Like, he was loafin', I popped out, he ain't know I was throwin'

The gun keep blowin', I keep throwin'

Bet, oh, he think he crazy then show 'em'

Like, ah, 4-48, Nazzy dead, bro's on his face

Ldot, Ratty, like, let's play

Like, oh, they DOA? Get out the way (Ah)

Like, they tryna bluff it, like, he okay?

Bet, that's how Noah got stomped on his face

New opp dead, we still smoke Blay

Bet, if he run, throw the beam on his face

[Verse 2: Jah EBK]

Like, come here, he pickin' up pace

Like, when I up G, throw the beam on his face

Like, like, oh, he think I'm laced?

Like, watch this .38, it don't leave no trace

Oh, wait, I think I see Ray

Like Dead-Deady, 116K

Hol' on, wait, like he tryna play

Bet, with this 40, gon' sing Ella Mai

[Verse 3: Scottie2Hottie & Milly Move Left]

Like, like what?

Get out the way, when I boom, better duck

Talkin' on bro, bet, it's up

Jdotty2Hottie gon' pop out the cut

We smoke CHII, Nazzy punch

Get out the way, I know brodie gon' dump

Ba-Back out gang, if he reach for his gun

Big 48, he ain't seen niggas come (Ahh)

[Verse 4: Milly Move Left & Jdotty]

Why he movin' funny? Why he movin' strange?

Don't go out like Dotty, this shit ain't a game

Notti, Bobby, you can see it on the frame (Notti)

Scottie2Hottie up it and let it frame

O-On bro, its so many opps I can name

Mel, Edotty was sick in the brain

Like, fuck Tidda, he died in his—, shh

Like, we smoke Notti, Coby, pain

Pa-Pablo got hit, should've stayed in his lane (Pablo)

48 banging if he yell "E4Caine"

Why the Sooks on dick? They keep on sayin' my name

Like Tidda and Ratty ain't go on a chain

W-We-We lost bro, we tryna let it bang

Walk up, gang up, boomin' from a range

Full court pass, I'm tryna make a—

Like, full court pass, I'm tryna make a strain (Ah, ah, ah)

[Verse 5: Jdotty & Yus Gz]

At the V, throw 5, I throw double (Like, ah)

Like, like, I'ma flame 'em

Like, Zelly got clapped up, niggas laced 'em (Zelly, Zelly)

When I bend through the back blocks, like, br-bro-broad day (Bow, bow)

Like, I'm tryna see where they be

One got flicked in his bean, like, OMB pack

Word to bro, I wanna know what you did to my— (Bow, bow)

You ain't killin' my side, then that dumb shit cap (Ah, ah)

Like, I'm tryna put two hands on my gun

When we bend through both, ain't no way he gon'—

If he run up, he dumb, we dump

Like, on the Mitch, tryna flick it for fun

Like, an-and why niggas dead with no gun?

I've been feenin' to flick, tryna throw me a ton

Broad day, we done up, made niggas runO-OYK, Notti, punchin' my lung (Notti)

[Verse 6: Pop Thotie & EBS Benny]

Like, better pick up a G and go slide

Like, we tryna flick on they side

Like, Nazzy, Bobby, dead in the sky

Like, Zelly got hit in his chest and he dropped

If he jackin' 150, I've been tryna flock

Like, get out the way when I blitz, you get dropped

I'm with AB Da Jet, tryna blitz on a Wokk

Like, first one we see, he get knocked out his top (Ah)

[Verse 7: EBS Benny]

Like, bitch, I got .40's and Berettas

If he spin through the side, I won't let 'em

Like, bullets gon' rip through his temple

[?] just watch how I get 'em

Like, bitch, I'ma up it and flick

H-How they duckin'? Niggas runnin' Rick

Cre-Creep up, I'm tryna walk through the Mitch

If they ain't outside, we spinning through the 6ix

Like, bitch, I'ma up it and throw

Notti, Notti dead, like, where was his pole?

Mel, Mel's dead, suicide notes

Like, he should've backed out his—

Like, he should've backed out his pole

See his face, then he fold

I get to boomin', get low

We gon' blitz DOA's, like, where they gon go?

[Verse 8: Blaccanese]

Bitch, is you fuckin' or not? (Like, what?)

If not, get the fuck out the spot

She call me daddy, but I ain't her pops

Gotta keep goin', I know we gon' pop

Slidin' through, two deep, me and my pole

Tryna make a nigga meet Allah

EBS, everybody shot

Talkin' on the bros, better keep a knock

Sh-She wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit

Sh-She say "Yahdy, you him"

One hand on her waist, one hand on her tits

She throw it back, watch me click

Push up on who? I'ma flick

Every [?] you see, I'm sellin' on that shit

Yeah, I'm a Loc, I don't care if you Crip

If it's up then it's stuck, I'm takin' that trip

[Verse 9: OJ Pz]

Th-they keep saying Lotti, what happened to Bobby? (Bobby)

If he loafin', toast him in that lobby

Free Zig, we was smokin' on Nazzy (Nazzy)

When he free, I'ma roll up the Notti (Notti)

DooWop got hit, ain't recover

Catch DD, get sent to his brother

If he spinnin' on feet, he gon' leave on a—

He spinnin' on feet, he gon' leave on a stretcher

48 'em, he thought I was Rollin'

We beefin' forever, this shit never over

Tryna press up, bro back of the toaster

These bullets is heavy, it hit like a boulder

When I'm with Blacc, I be tryna geek

He jack DOA, we knock em' off his feet

Lil Tjay got punched, he wasn't tryna—

Lil Tjay got punched, he wasn't tryna tweak

[Verse 10: AB Da Jet]

Bullets beat 'em he make 'em geek (Bow, bow)

Them niggas really don't tweak

He runnin' fast, he ran out his feet

He ran out of gas, we left em' on E

Like, oh, they playin' Hide and Go Seek?

Ain't no Duck Duck Goose, bitch, I'm throwin' at a OMB

Wasca, Charlie was flicked in a V

Be-Better duck when you run into me (Bow)