[Chorus: Yus Gz & Nesty Gzz]
Grah, grah, po-pop out the cut we gon' light his ass up, like
Feel a way you get clapped the fuck up, like, Nazzy dead, won't pick his ass up
Just blew at his face, just blew out that trunk
Everyone gettin' shocked by the way that I dump
They see my fist, and they jump they gon' run for his [?]
Leave him dead on the floor, leave 'em dead with friend (Don't run)
[?] brodie wack through the front (Like, grrah, grrah, bow, bow, grrah, grrah)
Bitch I'm [?] (Like, grrah, grrah, bow, bow, grrah, grrah)
Like, grah, grah, grah, grah (Bow)
But, Notti got poked, like, why they ain't run?
Di-Diddy was ballin', now he in this blunt
Flock 'em, make sure that don't up
Catch him with Savvs, get put in a truck

[Verse: Yus Gz & Nesty Gzz]
Noah got turnt into dust (Grrah)