[Intro: Nesty Floxks]
8OH-8OH, 8OH-8OH
Creep up gang
Ayo, suck my dick, it's that Nesty Floxks n***a
8-OH-8-OH

[Chorus: Nesty Floxks]
W-Why would I lack wit' the chop on my hip?
If he clickin', he better not miss
Fuck two shots, yeah, I'm lettin' off six
Word to my mother, they fast on they feet
Jojo ran rick, boy, you stepped in the street

[Verse 1: Nesty Floxks]
And he hopped in the V
Bend through that block, wit' like two or three Glocks
Boy, they better not duck when they run into me
Smokin' on Tank, 'cause we really make movies, in the spot wit' a whole lotta smoochies
Fuck all the opps, salute me or shoot me
Don't run, I'ma empty that Uzi
Melly in the cut, he gon' empty thе toolie
Come to your block, then I'm shooting likе two-three
Gang, look
Come to your block, then I'm (sending like what?)
Brand new Nina, shit gotta kick
When you see me, you better not trip
Brodie got shot after shot, tryna spin through the opps
I Pray to god, he don't miss
Free Pop Gzz, he got stuck for some shit, what
In the back of the whip
(Free Pop Gzz, he got stuck for some shit, what
In the back of the whip, like)
Like, why is y'all saying my name in y'all songs?
Like, who did y'all touch for me to respond
G-Star, he spinnin' alone
Tryna catch him a Rey, he ready to throw, like
Lil Gotti a bitch, what
These hollows gon' fuck up his tissue
'Member broad day when Melly use to beat you
Use to beat you
[Verse 2: Rah Gzz]
Why they wanna act up?
Yeah I bend through the Rey in a black truck
If I spot me a October, he get packed up
Lil' Nesty and Melly all blacked up, listen
Tryna put something down, tryna pack 'em
Last opp got beat like a packer
You ain't spin for your mans, go and pack some
Lil' Jessie ran rick like a track star
Spin through the opps, tryna catch me a new one
That's a opp, then we got us a new one
I'ma keep clickin', I ain't tryna prove nun
That's a opp in the spot, n***a, boom 'em
Me and bro, Nesty, we smokin' on Boomer
And lil' Tanky got hit wit' that ruler
How you mention my mans? You ain't do none
Lil' Jessie ran fast, tryna boom 'em
I'ma keep spinnin', they lack, then it's too bad
Smokin' Benji and Yellow, I'm too smacked
I'ma keep spinnin', aimin' at his durag

[Chorus: Nesty Floxks]
W-Why would I lack wit' the chop on my hip?
If he clickin', he better not miss
Fuck two shots, yeah, I'm lettin' off six
Word to my mother, they fast on they feet
Jojo ran rick, boy, you stepped in the street
[Outro: Rah Gzz ]
Suck my dick, don't come to my block in that fuckin' V, man
Y'all know it's in the coat
Grrr, 8-OH-8-OH