Pj Glizzy
Feel That Moment
[Intro]
Grrah-grrah, boom
Gang-gang-gang (Grrah)
Everything dead
Grrah
Everything dead (Bitch)
Everything dead
Every opp shot (Every opp shot)
Grrah, Grrah, Grrah

[Chorus]
I'm just tired of the internet dissin' (Dissin')
Why y'all keep dissin', cappin' in y'all raps? (In ya raps)
Wit' the bros, and you know that we spinnin' (Bow, bow)
Lurkin', we be tryna make a pack (Gang-gang-gang, boom)
Free Squeeze, that's a fact (That's a fact)
Brodie feenin', tryna cut a Makk (Ewok)
I got a chop that go, "Brrt-Da-Blatt" (Brrt)
She wanna love me 'cause I keep a strap, like (Bow, bow)

[Verse 1]
Ain't no politickin', bitch, I'm uppin' (Uppin')
I got chops, fuck you think I'm clutchin'? (Grrah, grrah)
I got my knocks why would I be runnin' (Bitch)
Hella shots if he yell out, "What's Gunnin'?" (Gunnin')
Fuck the Drillys
Fuck the Sev (Bitch)
Dougie a bitch n***a, smokin' your dead (Dead)
Fuck the Fifth, to the Sev
I'ma keep clickin', want everything dead (Everything dead)
[Verse 2]
I'ma keep clickin' 'til I feel that moment (Grrah, grrah)
We kept spinnin' like it was a donut (Donut)
She get freaky, she get neaky
She gon' up with the 30 and throw it (Throw it)
We in fashion, he get sleazy
He get shot if he yell out, "Mbzzly" (Mbzzly)
Feel like Mad Max, I'ma demon (Demon)
I'ma top shotta when I'm squeezin' (Squeezin')
Free the Layo, 'til the day go (Day Go)
He gon' up it, leave that n***a bleedin' (Bleedin')
Smokin' Benji, yeah, he dead
Rah Rah dead, he got one in the head
OY-OG, tryna put a n***a on a tee (On a tee)
N***as wanna talk about drills and talk about movies
But they know who was on the scene (Grrt)

[Chorus]
I'm just tired of the internet dissin' (Dissin')
Why y'all keep dissin', cappin' in y'all raps? (Gang-gang-gang)
With the bros, and you know that we spinnin' (Bow, bow)
Lurkin', we be tryna make a pack (Bow-bow, boom)
Free Squeeze, that's a fact (That's a fact)
Brodie feenin', tryna cut a Makk (Ewok)
I got a chop that go, "Brrt-Da-Blatt" (Brrt)
She wanna love me 'cause I keep a strap, like (Bow, bow, gang-gang-gang)
I'm just tired of the internet dissin' (Dissin')
Why y'all keep dissin', cappin' in y'all raps? (In ya raps)
With the bros and you know that we spinnin' (Spinnin')
Lurkin', we be tryna make a pack (Bow-bow-boom)
Free Squeeze, that's a fact (That's a fact)
Brodie feenin', tryna cut a Makk (Ewok)
I got a chop that go, "Bltt-Da-Blatt" (Bltt)
She wanna love me 'cause I keep a strap like (Bow, bow)

[Outro]
Ain't no politickin', bitch, I'm uppin' (That's a fact)
I got chops, fuck you think I'm clutchin'? (Grrah, grrah)
I got my knocks why would I be runnin'
Hella shots if he yell out, "What's Gunnin'?" (What's Gunnin'?)
Fuck the Drillys
Fuck the Sev
Dougie a bitch n***a, smokin' your dead (Your dead)
Fuck the Fifth, to the Sev
I'ma keep clickin', want everything dead (Everything dead)
Grrah, grrah
Gang-gang-gang
Grrah, grrah-grrah