[Intro]
Damn-damn-damn bro
FCKBWOY man you know that I be killing shit

[Chorus: Yagi B]
Two, three shots, and it's makin' 'em limbo
Setty be flock for the flocks, he sick (What?)
I'm on the back block totin' on sitch (Totin' on what?)
Servin' the crack rock, feelin' like Mitch
Once I come, put the G in the Timbos
Run up on me, send 'em up, it's simple
Bullets explodin', goin' through the windows (Grra Grra)
30 and better hangin' off the hip (Grra Grra Grra)

[Verse 1: Yagi B]
Everything lame, man I lost the rip
Everything K, Yagi on that shit
Smokin' on Caine, mix it with the Blizzy (With the what?)
Rah with the wock, got me feelin' dizzy
Never be worried 'cause shooter be with me (Grra Grra)
Shoot a n***a 'cause hе gettin' jiggy (Grra Grra)
Yagi B, I don't spin in a renty (Grra Grra , Grra Grra,Grra Grra)
Wocky or Jenny, wе don't do the Whitney
And you know that the flocks be with me
And you know that the 80 be with me
And you know that the Blays be with me (Grra Grra,Grah)
Everything K, ain't none of us friendly (Grra Grra, Grah)
Wonder why n***as mention JB (Like what?)
Yellow got packed and no one did a thing (Like what?)
Noah got kicked, Caine got spliffed (Grra Grra Grra)
What you gon' do when you run into me?
You could duck but can't duck from this beam
Two long clips, how you double the G?
Two double cups when I'm sippin' the lean
[Verse 2: Set Da Trend]
Pop me a Perky and geek on the beat (Yellow)
Double G K, JT on the tee (Like Kane)
Smokin' explosive, I'm high on the heat (Lotti Heat)
Got caught at the chicken spot without his heat
Keem got head tapped, what was you thinkin'? (Grah Boom)
Rah got swished, couldn't make it to Lincoln (Like what?)
He was lackin', like what was you drinkin'? (What was you drinkin'?)
Long live JayRip, y'all gotta feel this (Yuh)
We still ballin' for JB, I miss him (Aa)
In a hurry, y'all fuck n***a dissin' (What?)
Shit be funny 'til one of y'all missin' (Rah rah)
Hop out, stretch 'em, we don't show forgiveness (At all)
N***as actin' like they really did shit (Yeah)
But in person, them n***as ain't hit shit (At all)
Call up B, he gon' slide with a big clip (Grah grah)
No, I ain't Fivi', but I'm rockin' big drip (What?)
Chris Brown, n***a don't get your bitch hit (Ayy ayy)
Free Fetti, promotin' the violence (What?)
Smokin' this Dummy, got a n***a flyin'
He got poked for a bitch, why they lyin'?
Houdini a rat, I heard his ass was cryin'

[Chorus: Yagi B]
Two, three shots, and it's makin' 'em limbo
Setty be flock for the flocks, he sick (What?)
I'm on the back block totin' on sitch (Totin' on what?)
Servin' the crack rock, feelin' like Mitch
Once I come, put the G in the Timbos
Run up on me, send 'em up, it's simple
Bullets explodin', goin' through the windows
30 and better hangin' off the hip (Grra)
Grra,They like set the trend you really buggin'