[Intro: Yagi B]
(Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?) Grrt, grrah
(Audyssey got that shit on lock) It's Yagi B
Grrah (Hardheaded, baby)

[Chorus: Yagi B & TG Flockaa]
Gun on my body, I get in my groove
And I'm shootin' and shit, I ain't tryna be cool
SevSide what? These n***as fools
Spin through this block and I'm flickin' at you
Oh, they duckin' in V's? Get 'em
N***as rappin' like they get up close
In real life, they be runnin' the most
Mention king Naz, I'ma do him like Glo
What? I really spazz on the beat
Gun on my body, no lackin' to me
N***as mad, they be missin' they bro
Smoke G Pop 'cause he ain't make it home (Rrah)

[Verse 1: TG Flockaa]
On that block, it's just you and Nazzy?
Copy, I'm slidin' with Yagi and Mhady
Three knockers on that body
Walkin' through the Doug', masked up, movin' oppy
Free Oppy, free Gotti, free Kay, that's a fact
Catch Jay5ive, send shots to his back
How y'all Sweepеrs when n***as ain't sweep nothin' yet?
Who the fuck is a Sdot Go?
I don't carе and I don't know
If I ever catch him, then that boy gotta go
N***a Relly got shot, get back for your bro, like
[Verse 2: Mhady2Hottie]
We do walk-ups, where he gon' go? (Like what?)
Put a hole in his head if he jackin' he O
No— Notti dead, now we look for his bro
Oh, that's Dudeylo, I'm 'bout to hop out and throw
If you fuck with them, you better duck or get low
Lotti been dead, now we gon' roll up the Glo
Now we gon' roll up the, like, like, now we gon' roll up the Glo (John Glo)

[Bridge: Mhady2hottie]
Body dropped, you better not ask me what happened
Bend through that block causin' madness
Like, opp thot in the spot, let me smack it
Think I like her 'cause she got the wagon
Tryna line me, think I'm lackin'?
Hop out, get to blastin'
Stay with your G, n***a, stop with the cappin'
You got shot and you still ain't get active

[Chorus: Yagi B & TG Flockaa]
Gun on my body, I get in my groove
And I'm shootin' and shit, I ain't tryna be cool
SevSide what? These n***as fools
Spin through this block and I'm flickin' at you
Oh, they duckin' in V's? Get 'em
N***as rappin' like they get up close
In real life, they be runnin' the most
Mention king Naz, I'ma do him like Glo
What? I really spazz on the beat
Gun on my body, no lackin' to me
N***as mad, they be missin' they bro
Smoke G Pop 'cause he ain't make it home (Rrah)
[Verse 3: Mhady2Hottie]
(Sweeps wanna diss, but they don't wanna pop out)
(Rah got caught in that cab, had to clock out)
Huncho a dick, n***a died with his Glock out (Huncho)
He said he gunnin'? I'm 'bout to hop out (I'm 'bout to hop out)
No gun, no knife, get knocked out (He get knocked out)
When I pop out the cut better watch out
Catch a Sweeps, then I bet he get slimed out
That's your mans? Than you better ride out
Had to get low from the scene, like— like, why they keep fuckin' with me?
Mhady on hots, tryna flock at the V
Sike, I lied, tryna shoot up on feet
I ain't gon' lie I don't shoot it from deep
I been outside causin' hell, I'ma tweak

[Verse 4: TG Flockaa & Mhady2Hottie]
On the Doug' late nights tryna creep
When I smoke GPop before I go to sleep
We gon' bend through they block every night 'til we meet
Everybody gon' flock, how you flippin' the V?
Yo, Blick, you turn the V real fast
If he jackin' he Sweep he ain't gettin' a pass
And I still smoke Rah 'cause that n***a gas
And I still can't believe he went out in a cab (That n***a dead)
(Like he make a diss, I bet it be his last)
'Cause the way he was talkin', he really did bad, like (He fuckin' dead)
That's how you know this shit deeper than rap (Like what?)
Shit really get deeper than that (Deeper than that)
How the fuck you gon' run with the beam on his back? (Beam on his what?)
I know Mhady gon' throw like I don't have to ask (Grrah, grrah)
[Verse 5: Mhady2Hottie & TG Flockaa]
Like— Like— Like— Like, n***as know I'ma flock that
Up G, n***as know that I'ma pop that
Got-got shot by a bitch, he ain't shot back
Caught a wedgie and that n***a hopped that
Yo, bro, why they keep sayin' they shooters when these n***as know that they not that? (Them n***as not)
N***as flock at me, then I'ma flock back (Grrt)
I'ma keep flockin', nobody gon' stop that (Baow, baow, baow)
Catch Flash, that's a new opp pack
Catch— catch Naz, he gon' go where G Pop at (Poppa)
He think he him, but he not that
Makin' movies, ain't talkin' no podcast (Grrt)