[Intro: S'morez & PCAJAY]
Where did you go, go
Where did she go, go
(Tell 'em, 3quinox)
Gang, yeah, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, yeah, hey
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
Gang, gang

[Verse 1: PCAJAY]
We looking for opps, like where did you go
Once I tag him, then I'm shootin' his bro
3-1 like 'Bron, we upping the score
Hit him drop dead, then we shooting the floor
She loving on me, giving X's and O's
We touching yo' ex like we tagging the ho
X him out the picture, his body got o's
Guess you could say we put a tac on his toe
We hittin' a drill like, "Is you ready for real?"
He talk on my gang, we pop him like a pill
I'm sippin' on Wock' I'm crackin' off the seal
We make big money, counting up the bills
Aye, shoutout to Luisss, shit been getting real
I got all these diamonds
They shine on my neck and they watery like they dancing with the seals, R.I.P
N***as talking down, they gon' D-I-E
Shout out to Chris, we got blood on the leaves
Feel like I'm Juice, I got blood on my jeans
Put red on your shirt, I'm not talking Supreme
Like Herbert get money let's buy any means
[?] cause it's not what it seems
They calling me Freddy, you better not sleep
Im crippin' like it's a nightmare in yo street
[Verse 2: GloFromDa4]
Oh my God
M-My n***as shooters like we playing rec
Don't get me wrong but your bitch wanna come to my crib and she want me to grab on her neck
G-G-Glock on my side, n***a, talking that 'hunnid round drum finna hit that boy right in his neck
Walk in the trap wit' a thirty I'm feeling like curry you know, we gon' shoot with a tec (Oh my God)
Ayy I'm like, “Where did she go” (Go)
Feel like Tana cause I know my n***as on go (Go)
Bitch I'm off that perc' 30 I move slow (uh)
And my choppa just like lawsy 'cause I'm 'bout to let it blow
Fuck it
These n***as know I'm the shit
Diaper
My shooter stay in the cut
Sniper
My n***as snakes uh my n***as snakes
No, I'm not talkin' bout viper
She got cake, uh she got cake
That's the only reason why I like her
N***a, talk down on the gang he get put in the air then no I'm not talking bout Micah

[Verse 3: Katozai]
W-Walk down imma shoot in my visions
Walk down imma down imma shoot up the entrance
Walk down wit' that blick imma end it
Want smoke tell the n***as to “send it”
Can't cuff imma fuck on a dead-end
Caught that last n***a, like where did he go like
Doing too many shows (uh)
Compare for the low
[?]
W-Walk down wit' gun imma fry him
2 shots, to his eyelids
Got a shooter from the island
Know a ooter in the projects
Shoot, it down like a facet
[Verse 4: Luisss]
When I beck out the G-Lock, yeah, he better move
You never been in my shoes
Never did it to me, but I did it to you
You got hit with the Mac-11 and the 2
When I back out the stick, better duck
Feel like Ken Car$on with the tool, I'm clutch
Try me n***a, you gon' try one of us
Scott and Tdoug, yeah, they rollin' a blunt
Choppa singing like [?] like where did he go
You would never try me, you would never pull up to the show
Try me try ken try [?]


[Verse 5: Slump6s]
Uh, yeah
We got 'em running, like where he go
Put him in the sky like a damn eagle
He don't got no money, like damn, he broke (Damn)
Like 1500, we steppin' on necks
No Nike, bitch, I gotta Tech
Glock on my side and this shit go blatt (Okay)
New Hellcat with a Blatt
Got a new opp pack like the bag is gone
I got a shooter from back to the front
Graah, Graah, Fah, Fah we on the hunt
I'm with the gang and we slide with a mac
No Pokémon, n***a we turn him to Ash
He see the Glock and he turn into Flash
Shot in his hip, and this shot finna blast
Fuck it that n***a cap for the net bugging we finna slide with a ghat, gun it
I turn that ho to a center, bitch I'm a vet and that boy a beginner
1500, eating [?] for dinner
You want the smoke, then we getting it with you
That bitch a [?] she taking a picture
Run up on me n***a what is your issue