[Intro:]
Gang gang gang
Bitch
Huh?
Gang gang gang
It's Edot Babyy
Huh? Gang gang gang
SugarHill, get the fuckin’ money
16 in this bitch—16 in this—

[Chorus:]
My brother a shooter, he play for the Mavericks
Run up, get put in a casket, lil opp thot, for the O, doin' backflips
We gon spin til we hit, we ain't cappin’
Call it movie, record myself beatin' a opp out his toolie
And ya bitch is a groupie, she ridin' the O with no hands, got me woozy (Woo)
And I'm tired of the diss tracks
They talk for the book, but they still ain't come get back
I'm tryna off em spin through they block and cause an extortion
Keep me a chevy, what? (What?)
Bitch, it's Edot Babyy, I'm that lil n***a that drive you so crazy, totin’ a chop and it got no safety, like

[Verse 1:]
Rundown on who?
My bitch, she needy, she ready to shoot
But I keep a knocka, and I call it choppa
I call my latinos, get him out his shoes
And you the views, 20K on my shit, and it wasn’t no diss track
See a opp, I'ma push your whole shit back
Free Chewy da Locc, they got him snapped, gang gang gang
We just gon’ spin til they all die
I been through a lot, so I'm naming this “War Cry”
We just gon' spin til they all die
Hop out a burban, I'm lettin’ like 4 fly
We just gon' spin til they all die
It's “fuck all the opps”, I'm on some war time
We just gon' spin til they all die
It's “fuck all the opps”, I'm on some war time
These n***as be frontin'
FaceBook talkin', but they ain't do nothin'
Hop out the V, then the opps get to runnin'
It's 8 in this clip, Lil Baby, I'm stuntin'
Rockin' the flyest, ain't talkin' McLaren
I peep the shit, my opps be starrin'
Come out the alley, and I get to blammin'
Come out the alley, and I get to blammin'
[Chorus:]
My brother a shooter, he play for the Mavericks
Run up, get put in a casket, lil opp thot, for the O, doin' backflips
We gon spin til' we hit, we ain't cappin'
Call it movie record myself beating a opp out his toolie
And ya bitch is a groupie, she ridin' the O with no hands, got me woozy (Woo)
And I'm tired of the diss tracks
They talk for the book, but they still ain't come get back
And I'm tryna off ‘em
Spin through they block and cause an extortion
Keep me a chevy, what? (What?)
Bitch, it's Edot Babyy, I'm that lil n***a that drive you so crazy, totin' a chop and it got no safety, like