[Intro]
Eye, eye, captain
Grahh
Grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh, grahh (Grahh, grahh, grahh)
N***as don't— grahh, boom (Shot after shot n***a, word to my motha')

[Chorus]
Hoodied up so they can't see my face
Like, bro let it flock thru the gate
Don't give a fuck if they got it on tape
I'm 'bouta throw, you already late
Like, slide thru, they know I'ma come
Bro start wavin' and flickin' his gun
He right there, ain't no way he can run
Pop, Nay, Eli, done

[Verse]
Diddy dead, shoulda' kept him a gun
He not a jet, then his game is done
Bobby, Blay, Rippy, Runtz
Dead game, I make him do what I want
They tryna run, like c'mere
Like in that store, he got shot in that chair
Bro lеt it flock, put the beam on his hair
Nazzy dead, I don't еven care
Kev, [?], them n***as chumps
I go kuu' on the flocks, I go dumb
Wockiesha, I got a blunt
You my bitch, you can get what you want
Like, grahh, like grahh, like grahh, grahh, grahh
Phone on DND, I'm tryna spin
He tried to bend in the V and got hit
[?] died, I won't stop 'til he trip
Like, bro tryna make him a spliff
Wayne, Rah, this shit a hit
Go get back, n***a pick up a grip
Oh that's Sha, Gz, or EK?
Fuck it, both of them goin' today
Fuck Kyle, I'm smokin' on Lay
Talkin' on gang, you get left where you stay
No remorse, I gotta keep flockin'
I go up, ain't no stoppin'
Throw a shot if they 41 boppin'
Then, I'm tryna spin where he drivin'
Like, catch a PD
Like, and I'm lit I'm on TV
Like, I'ma G, you can't G me
Pop out in all black, you can't see me, grahh
[Chorus]
Hoodied up so they can't see my face
Like, bro let it flock thru the gate
Don't give a fuck if they got it on tape
I'm 'bouta throw, you already late
Like, slide thru, they know I'ma come
Bro start wavin' and flickin' his gun
He right there, ain't no way he can run
Pop, Nay, Eli, done

[Outro]
Like c'mere, like c'mere, ain't no way he can run, like
C'mere, like c'mere, where he go, like (C'mere, c'mere, grahh)
Don't try to run, like, c'mere, grahh (Grahh, grahh, grahh)
Every, opp, shot, It's Blockwork, bitch, like grahh
Grahh