[Intro: G19 and 100deek]
Double S gang
Mm
I'mma have fun with this one
Finesse gang, ugh

[Chorus: G19 and 100deek]
We carry them Glocks, illegal (Illegal)
We stand down his block like Deebo (Like Deebo)
We got the mops, we sweep him (Sweep him)
They told us to stop, we don't see 'em (Nah)
Then we try find him like Nemo (Yuh)
And please do not tell on tell on 'em people ('Em people)
Like Google, we searchin' (Searchin')
D-rider wave like they surfin' (Surfin')
Glock on him, he a new person (Oh yeah)
Dick in yo bitch, now she hurtin' (She hurtin')
That was all cap, you just twerkin' (She twerkin')
Uh (is it worth it?)

[Verse 1: G19 and 100deek]
[?] brain pink like he Curtis (Like Curtis)
Uh, get busy (Get busy)
Don't tell 'em my name, my name Billy (I'm Billy)
Don't fuck on yo hoe, she just licked me (Licked me)
I'm pullin' her out when she kiss me (Don't kiss me, uh, gone)
Is you stupid? (Stupid)
Ain't lovin' no hoe like I'm cupid (Cupid)
These hoes love me cause my music (My msuic)
N***as knowin' that I do this (I do this, uh, bow bow bow bow)
We get in, we get out (Get in, get out)
These n***as funny like Chris Rock (Like Chris Rock)
They don't wanna beef over hip-hop (Nah)
We get it poppin' like french fries (Hah)
I'm cool bitch (Cool bitch)
Hittin' them, mark my to-do list (To-do list)
She sucked the dick, stupid (Stupid)
I don't write shit, they knew this (They knew this)
Uh, uh, uh, I'm with my slime and my slatt, (My slatt)
I might have spy on her bag (Her bag)
I got your bitch wanna meet me (Meet me)
Yo bitch would die if she meet Deek (Meet Deek)
She in the back gettin' freaky (Gettin' freaky, uh)
Might take it busy, that's facts, uh
Told that bitch chill, relax (Relax)
We in the field with straps (Uh, uh)
N***as they know that it's my time (My time)
Glock to his face, now he cock-eyed (Now he cock-eyed)
Shoot that boy down til he my size (My size)
I eat my [?] like PopEye's (Like PopEye's, uh)
I get your bitch and I fuck on her [?] (Uh, uh)
He tried to run but these bullets is faster (Those bullets is)
Diss in a song, that shit gon' make me madder (Ugh)
And bro keep a glick with a stick, a ladder (Bow)
We at they block and they dipped, they scattered

[Chorus: G19 and 100deek]
We-we-we carry them Glocks, illegal
We stand down his block like Deebo
We got the mops, we sweep him
They told us to stop, we don't see 'em
Then we try find him like Nemo
And please do not tell on tell on 'em people
Like Google, we searchin'
D-rider wave like they surfin'