[Intro: Broadday]
Hilzz made this
5ive Music
HRB to the AGB, trust me, that's an active pattern
I ain't slapped it one time, I kept on slappin'
Go ask shh what happened
HRB to the AGB, trust me, that's an active pattern
I ain't slapped it one time, I kept on slappin', grrt

[Verse 1: Lil Dotz]
Us man are steppers, them man are not (They're not) 'cause we glide on opps
Roll up, tryna turn man into pot
Or I send a Young G's, leave red on their block (Red)
Man's active, the other side ain't that (Nah)
I won't smile 'til the nеxt one drops (Won't smile)
Whenеver I'm talkin', that's straight facts
I'm from the Bricks, don't question my block (No kizzy)

[Verse 2: Broadday]
Innocent 'til proven guilty (Trust me)
If you're talkin' about dirt and filthy (Not filthy)
None of them boys ain't touched me, punks
I know deep down they feel me (Ahehe)
For many reason, they hate me
I know deep down they rate me
Opp blocks on straight, more hatey
Put my life on the line for AG
[Chorus: Broadday & Lil Dotz]
HRB to the AGB, trust me, that's an active pattern (Gang, gang)
I ain't slapped it one time, I kept on slappin' (Grrt)
Go ask shh what happened (Go ask 'em)
Go ask shh what happened (Shh)
Go ask shh who dropped (Go ask 'em)
Go ask shh why he left his guys and one of his friends got-got

[Verse 3: Lil Dotz]
I dance with my G-lock, I smile like the duppy, leave no opp lucky (Nah)
Tell her "Cook my man", get fried like Kentucky, left his head all bloody (Fuck)
I know them fuck boys want me done, but I ain't your guy Hushpuppi (Nah)
In the AM, I'm live in Susan's gaff
Tryna feed dog food to the junky (Ay, check this)

[Verse 4: Broadday & Lil Dotz]
Head shots, chest shots, neck shots
Trust me, I done all 3 (I'm dangerous)
Broski died and opps got fried (Brup)
Cah I went on a shooting spree (Grrt)
Four door truck, don't care 'bout de-po (Fuck that)
Still crash corn out the Bentley
12 gauge rusty, and it's dutty (Bookey), so I gotta double tap that gently
Gotta double tap that gently
[?] aim the mop up right and glee (Glee it)
I heard the yutes don't like me
Vice versa, I don't like them neeks (Broadday)
Fill up the dinger with diesel (No trace), but it's petrol man barfing (Petty)
They rap about all these bootings (Pussio)
But none of them guns ain't blastin' (Liars)
[Chorus: Broadday & Lil Dotz]
HRB to the AGB, trust me, that's an active pattern (Gang, gang)
I ain't slapped it one time, I kept on slappin' (Grrt)
Go ask shh what happened (Go ask 'em)
Go ask shh what happened (Shh)
Go ask shh who dropped (Go ask 'em)
Go ask shh why he left his guys and one of his friends got-got
HRB to the AGB, trust me, that's an active pattern (Gang, gang)
I ain't slapped it one time, I kept on slappin' (Grrt)
Go ask shh what happened (Go ask 'em)
Go ask shh what happened (Shh)
Go ask shh who dropped (Go ask 'em)
Go ask shh why he left his guys and one of his friends got-got