[Intro: Sha EK & Deuce Flocks]
Division
Yeah
Uh huh (War's too nasty)
Suck my dick, pussy
Don't run, don't run
Grrrt
OGz the fuck up
Everything dead
Gang, gang, gang
[?]
You already know how the fuck I'm comin' man
And I'm in the spot with the goons

[Chorus: Spongy Rolla]
Puncho, Yeah he restin' in piss
Chico, He got hit in his shit
When they see us they skrrt off and dip
Stop the cappin', y'all don't got no hits
Kay Flock, boy stay out the mix
If we spot you in Harlem, it's lit

[Verse 1: Sha EK]
I keep hearin' that them n***as dissin' (What?)
Fell in love with that sound of the gun when it's clickin' (Bow, bow)
Like, I wanna go on a mission (Facts)
Like, hop out the V, get to blitzin' (Grrrta)
And every Blamma gettin' shot too
Bitch it's every Blamma shot
And we was spinnin' that lil block too (Yeah)
Feenin' tryna catch an opp
[Bridge: Sha EK]
Dummy, he went out by a stabbing
Lotti, why the fuck was you lackin'?
Gang, gang, gang
Why the fuck was you lackin'?
Dummy, grrrt (Uh huh)

[Chorus: Spongy Rolla]
Puncho, Yeah he rеstin' in piss (Suck my dick)
Chico, He got hit in his shit
When they see us thеy skrrt off and dip
Stop the cappin', y'all don't got no hits
Kay Flock, boy stay out the mix
If we spot you in Harlem, it's lit

[Verse 2: Spongy Rolla]
Smokin' on Chic in the lobby
Run up on Nuts and I'm catchin' a body
And I stay up on court like Scottie
EK, he totin' that [?] right beside me
They say that they spinnin' and they cannot find me
But I stay with my gun so please do not try me
Deucey gon' up it and clutch from behind me
And I don't trust a bitch so they cannot line me

[Verse 2: Deuce Floxks]
Keep flockin', these bullets, he dead
Chop got kick, leave a hole in his head like
No fight and we flockin' instead like
Bet that lil' boy is meetin' his death like
N***as linked up with the opps now it's dead
On bro, we got shots for a bunch of 'em
If he runnin', tell the bro put the gun on him
If they throw flocks, then we throw a bunch at them
Two guns when I slide with the goons
If they [?], then we flockin' in [?]
Jojo got lucky, that boy is a fool
Stop the actin', y'all know what we do
Spongo, like you see a opp we gon' up that
Tell Kay [?], we gon' buzz that
AJ move [?], and he'll turn you to Runtz pack
Now the oppas is mad they ain't dump that
[Chorus: Spongy Rolla]
Puncho, Yeah he restin' in piss
Chico, He got hit in his shit
When they see us they skrrt off and dip
Stop the cappin', y'all don't got no hits
Kay Flock, boy stay out the mix
If we spot you in Harlem, it's lit

[Outro: Spongy Rolla]
Puncho, Yeah he restin' in piss
Chico, He got hit in his shit