[Intro: Tiny B & TG Flockaa]
Grrah, like, ah
Ayo, TG, what's the word, gang? (You know what the fuck goin' on)
Drhayk
Grrah, grrah, boom, boom, boom (JDDM got the fly)

[Verse 1: Tiny B & TG Flockaa]
With TG, it's time to go ku (Like, what?)
Evil twin and you know what we do (Grrah, grrah)
Say death come in three, but we gon' pack it in two, like, grrah (We gon' pack it in two)
When I throw, can't miss
If I do, better catch the assist (Boom, boom, better catch the assist)
Pick up ya pace, don't run, don't trip (Don't run, don't—)
Fall on your face, opp dead in my spliff, like, grrah (Don't run, don't trip)
Notti Bop and you know we get tragic (Grrah)
Poked him up, now he dead in a casket (Boom, boom)
Last stab was his ticket to death
Smoke and mine and he took his last breath, like (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
MBF to the death
I stay with a 'Rip, so you know we don't trip, like, grrah (Ewok)
Never slippin' and fallin'
Whеn it get tact', then you know who I'm callin', like (Thеn you know who I'm callin')
Reminiscin' 'bout them days
Couldn't post nothin', I was locked in that cage (Like, what?)
With my head up, stand ten toes 'cause that shit was a setup, like, damn
Mama workin' for minimum wage (Minimum wage)
I'm like, "Damn, man, I gotta get paid" (Yeah, we gotta get paid)
Took that route, but it wasn't the best (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
Had to move right so I wouldn't get left, like
[Chorus: Tiny B & TG Flockaa]
So I stay with a knock, no kizzy
Six shots, really known to get busy
Run up the pack, so I stay with a Mickey (Grrah, grrah, like, what? Like)
And for what did I cop it?
Too tact', 'cause I ain't with that rock shit (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
Move wock, I'ma up it and pop it, like
Lost Sha, man, that shit really kill me (Gang, gang)
Tinted the V, I'ma spin 'til I'm dizzy (Spin 'til I'm dizzy)
Now we bendin' them blocks, opp spot
And I'm lettin' off shots, like, grrah (Grrah, grrah)
Wasted time I could never get back (Like, what?)
Everything dead, give a fuck what you jack (Ah, gang)

[Verse 2: TG Flockaa]
Ayo, Tiny, what's the word? What we doin'?
Can't forget the "B," we be boomin' (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
See an opp, start shootin', I don't think these n***as wanna see us losin' (Grrah, grrah, boom)
I been tryna chill, keep it cool (Grrt)
Like, n***a, you pussy, what you ever do? (What you ever, like, what?)
I was outside skippin' school (Ah)
Young wild n***a breakin' all the rules (Gang, gang, gang)
Oh, you think you tough? N***a, show me (Like, ah)
Slide through your block and I'm comin' doley (Grrah, like, grrah)
Every n***a gon' pay me, they owe me (They gon' pay me, they owe)
I don't give a fuck if you really know me (Like, what? Like, what?)
Like, if you really know me, then you would know better (Grrt)
All black, late night, tote fourty Berettas (Tote fourty Berettas)
Buzzin' got a stick, even better (Even fuckin' better)
Bitches gettin' hit, it's whatever (Bitches gettin' hit)
I'm ready to blitz, like, whenever (Yeah, I'm ready to blitz)
All of my opps gotta get it together, 'cause none of them n***as ain't doin' no better (Grrah, grrt, baow, baow)
We gon' hop out, we gon' slide (We gon' slide)
Like how many OY n***as gon' die? (Like, OYK)
Caine, Notti, Edot, can't forget Huncho, them n***as is havin' a meetin' (Big Die Os)
All them n***as was dyin' out bleedin' (Grrt)
Can't lack, it's that season (Season)
Gotta keep a knock for a lot of reasons (Reasons)
If it's lit, we could never be even (Even)
[Chorus: Tiny B & TG Flockaa]
So I stay with a knock, no kizzy
Six shots, really known to get busy
Run up the pack, so I stay with a Mickey (Grrah, grrah, like, what? Like)
And for what did I cop it?
Too tact', 'cause I ain't with that rock shit (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
Move wock, I'ma up it and pop it, like
Lost Sha, man, that shit really kill me (Gang, gang)
Tinted the V, I'ma spin 'til I'm dizzy (Spin 'til I'm dizzy)
Now we bendin' them blocks, opp spot
And I'm lettin' off shots, like, grrah (Grrah, grrah)
Wasted time I could never get back (Like, what?)
Everything dead, give a fuck what you jack (Ah, gang)

[Outro: TG Flockaa & Tiny B]
Grrah, grrah
Y'all n***as know what the fuck goin' on, TG and Tiny, n***a
N***as know what the fuck goin' on
Y'all know what's fuckin' goin' on
Everything fuckin' dead, suck my—