[Intro]
Sebz Beats, Baby

[Part 1: Broadday]
I don't play games like Monopoly
[?] askar, they're not stopping me
Buj come in dead
Told big man, you're mocking me
New wap, I grease it up properly
Opps still dream about dropping me
Olders telling the young G's to stop giving lip
Why, cah AG's will tape off their strip
Shooters or splashers, or grub getting flipped
Mizzy turned pack, he shouldn't have slipped
Broad day booter, late night splasher
Cres-Zone bully, Cumbo attacker
Shout out Blitz, that's a handting slapper
Riz full of gas, pass him a cracker
Half a brick, I eat from the plug, man teethed it
I'm nothing but trouble, he told me to keep it
New .45, only right, man beat it
Hitman slaps that mash, then skeet it

[Part 2: Lil Dotz]
Let It clap, a round of applause
What I tap, I back it with force
Too much Gucci, thought I was endorsed
Let her ride on the D like a horse
It might be the Range or the Porsche
She said he bangs Killy, so of course he get bored
No Olympics, he ran from the torch
Pattern gang, we're up on the board
Opps say: "How you fucking with them men?“
Cah both of our blocks, let skengs bang
A1 got touched, I thought he was a dead man
I saw chasing the dough, imma bread man
I don't do Fraud or Bitcoin
But I'm known for trapping and splashings
Went hard in the trap so I started rapping
My fans say: "Dotz, how'd you make it happen“ (I don't know)
[Hook: Broadday]
I'm online in the hood, no internet
Any cell I see, I'll intercept
Still empty the clip 'till nothings left
If me and bro ride, we're leaving the tent
Last month I lost too much homies
I couldn't give a toss about a buss down Rollie
Invest in waps, I'm way too smokey
Dodgy mash, Blackz load it slowly
I'm online in the hood, no internet
Any cell I see, I'll intercept
Still empty the clip 'till nothing's left
If me and bro ride, we're leaving the tent
Last month I lost too much homies
I couldn't give a toss about a buss down Rollie
Invest in waps, I'm way too smokey
Dodgy mash, Blackz load it slowly

[Part 3: Lil Dotz]
Just know, we don't murder your sibling
Jump out cars, rambos or the skeng ting
I see opps try pass on the quickting
Crafty, he tapped that shotty, no blinking
I'm spilling all of your juice, they are drinking
Six Z's in a week on a quickting
Two phones on me, both clicking
Opps are angels, we're the one's sinning
They say: Mozart is [?] to step“
Youngers hungry, don't know 'bout respect
He was rollin', we're cheffing for skengs
Clean the dotz, let's roll on dem men
[?] booky, man just ain't your friend
BA laughed, that feel like a Benz
And we all know BG is my set
In the H, tryna sight me a gem (where they at)
[Part 4: Broadday]
Three man in the ding-dong
Fuck a chinger, hold corn from this .45
Happy Birthday ting, I'm tryna take more life
DO slipped, so I gave him a hoe knife
Don't play with your life like poker
You can hold corn from this big revolver
On sight ting, YG's and olders
Dem men done for, they're all jokers
But chestshot wonder
What happened when Hitman chestshot Chase?
Jump in a dinger, leave no prints
G17 let it spray like Lynx
This ring right here ain't got no tits
Get that drop, we're there in a blip
AGB, we roll with sticks
Or my HRB's, they ride with it (bow)

[Hook: Broadday]
I'm on line in the hood, no internet
Any cell I see, I'll intercept
Still empty the clip 'till nothing's left
If me and bro ride, we're leaving the tent
Last month I lost too much homies
I couldn't give a toss about a buss down Rollie
Invest in waps, I'm way too smokey
Dodgy mash, Blackz load it slowly
I'm on line in the hood, no internet
Any cell I see, I'll intercept
Still empty the clip 'till nothing's left
If me and bro ride, we're leaving the tent
Last month I lost too much homies
I couldn't give a toss about a buss down Rollie
Invest in waps, I'm way too smokey
Dodgy mash, Blackz load it slowly