[Intro]

Grrah, grrah

Grrah, grrah

(Maari)

Grrah, grrah

Grrah

[Verse]

Bitch, it's deeper than rap

You niggas cap and that shit is wack, like

No, I can't beef with a rat

Smokin' on Blay, JB got packed, like

Bitch, it's deeper than rap

You niggas cap and that shit is wack, like

No, I can't beef with a rat

Smokin' on Blay, JB got packed, like (Grrah, grrah)

I see Dougie, on bro, I'ma throw

Catch Kay Flock, get beat with the pole (Like)

I see Notti and Gotti, get low

Don't try to bluff when we shoot through the coat (Grrah, grrah, boom)

Diddy died, he got hit and then choked

AR-15, that bitch came with a scope (Look)

Noah got stomped, like, Smelly got poked (Smoked)

Big die Rey, fuck O to the O, like

I told brodie, "Don't run, don't trip"

I got a chop, wanna see how it kick? (Grrah)

See a Crip and I throw out the whip (Look)

He runnin' from shots, he better not trip (Grrah, grrah)

I heard they spinnin', that car get flippеd

Bitch is a smoochie, she spit on the dick

Don't try to run, got a bеam on the blick

Milly got beat, he got hit with a stick (Got tripped, like)

Catch Kay, get plucked like Skelly (Like)

JB got shot and got left by the deli (Grrah, grrah)

Smokin' on Blay, two poles, I'm deady (Like)

Hollows gon' rip through his neck and his belly (Look)

We got chops, then blitzin' the telly

That bitch is a smooch, no, she not a wetty (Look)

We could link if it's war, then be ready (Look)

That bitch a thot when I back out the Henny, like

I'm with Gunna, don't fuck with the Munnas

Big die Rey, catch an O, I'ma blow (O shot)

Got it on me, I'm feelin like Stunna

Bend through, hop out, don't get boomed, like (Grrah, grrah, boom)

I'm with Gunna, baby, stay in tune

Catch B-Lovee, get swept like broom (Like, throw)

It's a party, we smokin' on Goon

Lil' Gotti, call thotty, she shakin' the room, like

Let him run if he fast on his feet (Like)

Beam on the gun, leave him right on the scene (Grrah, grrah)

Say there's a opp right there, I tell brodie, "Just creep"

Beam on his head, he looked dead and deceased

Opp thot, smoochie, that bitch a treesh

Come in correct if you tryna compete (Grrah, grrah, boom)

Don't try to bluff, don't shoot up the V

Blay got packed, JB on a tee, like (Grrah, grrah, boom)

Bro said, "How many punches you got?," like (Like, what?)

I got one and, like, three in a box

AB my muddy, for him, you get dropped, like (That's word to my mother)

If we miss 'em, we spinnin' the block (Smoke)

Big die Rey, bitch, every O shot

Bend the Courts', better get shoot or get shot

I don't want her, that bitch is a thot

Lil' thotty called thotty, but she still an opp

He stay runnin' like Gump (Look)

Sixteen dead opps, unlimited blunts

Don't try to front, they know I'm the one

We on a drill, I ain't passin' the gun

This cat go, grrah, we see him and dump

Throw up an O, he get beat and get left

That bitch a smooch, she come for the rump

Smokin' on Blay, 3P in that Runtz

He talkin' hot, leave him right in a dump (Grrah, grrah)

I got like UE, Budda in this blunt

Don't got a gun, get poked, get cut

I might just hit him if he try to front

Hollows gon' hit him, leave a nigga slumped

Opp thot smoochie, come for the rump (Grrah)

Catch lil' Bouba, put him in a trunk (Grrah, grrah)

Chop go, grrah, we see 'em, they run

[Outro]

We see 'em, they run

Grrah, grrah

Youngest in charge, like

(Maari)