[Intro: Nay Benz]
83rd, no Lz
DOA
DOA
Floss Money


[Chorus: Nay Benz]
Mentioning Naz, we gon blow down the trap
We the real n***as thats making it clap
[?] start bugging, don't know how to act
Ds on my body, I gotta move tact
Shot by a dyke, can't beef with a kid
Bend through [?], n***as know what I did
Run into Bloodie, n***as let him live
Next time I see him, make his homie dip

[Verse 1: Nay Benz]
N***a, pick up a shovel
N***as dissing, they not on my level
Free Mr. Shot After Shot off a pedal
Really got spooky that day on the Revel
40. booming like Mitchell
I can't wait till they free lil Esco
Little G, try to run, I'mma get you
[?] got shot, no one came to rescue (Boom, boom, boom)

[Verse 2: C Blu]
Bending, hoping that they outside
If not, post a flick on live
Fuck it, we just gon stay till they comе
Dumping, 40 barking then they run
Dummy, why you outside with no gun
Poppеd, why you outside with no funds
Beat em, caught him lacking on the bus
Rappers, most of them never bussed a gun


[Verse 3: Nay Benz, C Blu]
Get em, caught him lacking with his son
Two shots, he was running, now he done
Dotty, n***a lacked and he was dumb
Lotti, another goofy in my blunt (Boom, boom, boom)
[?] twerk on the dick, she a freak ho
Know it's free 83rd, free Rico (Grah, grah, boom)
Headcrack gang when I'm letting that heat go (83rd)
Chase down gang round his block, he a [?] (C Blu)


[Verse 4: C Blu]
Me and twin on the Tz, we posted
Let it dump on the Gz, no jokin
Mdotty got packed, shouldn't have been loafing
All the guys stay strapped, yeah, we forever toting
Never lacking, pistol packing, always got it, never ducking smoke
Neckshot, bullets made him choke, smoking on opps, I'm higher than a Pope

[Verse 5: Nay Benz]
He get popped out his mind like it's acne (On bro)
N***as don't like to argue, then pack me (Boom, boom, boom)
I could never leave home without Jackie
Rah did bad, he got left in the taxi (Rah Rah)
He keep mentioning bro, n***as losers
Me and bro tryna aim for medullas (Grah, grah, boom)
38 hit him up with the Ruger
Sliding with [?] , then switch up my [?]


[Chorus: Nay Benz]
Mentioning Naz, we gon blow down the trap
We the real n***as thats making it clap
[?] start bugging, don't know how to act
Ds on my body, I gotta move tact
Shot by a dyke, can't beef with a kid
Bend through [?], n***as know what I did
Run into Bloodie, n***as let him live (83rd)
Next time I see him, make his homie dip (83rd, no Lz)