[Intro: Kyle Richh and Sdot Go]
Come here, come here
Like, like
Like, damn
Grrah, n***as see me, they energy change (Grrah)
Come here
Grrah, enough is enough, bitch (Word to bro)

[Verse 1: Kyle Richh]
Ski mask on the back of a moped
Dotty got shot in his head (Dotty)
I got my G, we can spin through they 'jects (Like, what?)
Like, throw five, Rell throw ten (Like, damn)
O-OY, they don't bend (Don't bend)
Like, I'm tryna send him to Lu (Lu)
Roscoe, where did you go? (Go)
Heemy, what did you do? (What did you do?)

[Verse 2: Sdot Go]
Oh, I see he outside with his friend
Bet, where he outside with his bitch?
He better move from this blick
Got a problem? I'ma click on this G soon as I get an itch
D-don’t wanna beef with him, she said he pussy
Backdoor gang, he was dead off a six
Like, too tact, this bitch cannot line me
Bitch, I'd be damned if I go for a bitch
Like, two deep, me and Richh
Blitzed through the whole other side of his strip
Don't try to line me, like, bitch I don't like that
Like, Nazzy controllin' the whip
T-thirty clip tryna fit in my G-Lock
Bitch, I got a beam on a flash
Speed up the drill, I hope brodie don't crash this shit
We don't make it, I'm gonna be mad
[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
48 'em, get up close
Said he sorry, I'm not tryna hear that
Tried to get low on the bros (Come here)
But we got 'em, thanks to the AirTag (Grrah)
Spinnin' in tints, told Tucker to flare that
Yo Shiek, this is an airbag
Mix it with Mel, sprinkle the Wasca (Wasca)
Edot gettin' hotter and hotter

[Bridge: Kyle Richh and Jay Hound]
I'm on they property
Tryna see who got animosity
Adrenaline rushin', ain't nobody stoppin' me
Like, TTGz do—

[Verse 3: Jay Hound]
Blitz through they block, it was dry on they strip
Yo bro, keep all your eyes on that whip
I bought a knock with a whole lot of kick
I saw the cops with two beams on the—
Like, we start spinnin', I know where he live
Sat in the V right in front of his—
Sat in the V right in front of his crib
Nazzy on court like he play for the Knicks
We uptown, we on two-fifth
They wouldn't throw, we was lookin' for drip
Bro saw an opp, throw at his head
Please don't let him get low, I ain't tryna hear shit
[Chorus: Kyle Richh and Jenn Carter]
48 'em, get up close
Said he sorry, I'm not tryna hear that
Tried to get low on the bros (Come here)
But we got 'em, thanks to the AirTag (Grrah)
Spinnin' in tints, told Tucker to flare that
Yo Shiek, this is an airbag
Mix it with Mel, sprinkle the Wasca (Wasca, grrah)
Edot gettin' hotter and hotter (Dotty)

[Verse 4: Jenn Carter]
Choppa start singing like it was an opera (Opera)
If he run, put the beam on his partner (Partner)
Bitch, if it's five in the game, I'm a starter (Starter)
She on my dick, she wanna be Mrs. Carter (Carter)
He want static? Bullets gon' spark em
B-bitch, I can't go nowhere without my armor
Move with the army, got different artillery
My diamonds is dancing, it's pearling like Harbor
Told Jah, "Creep through"
Do not let 'em get low, do not let 'em get loose
Bitch, lately been losin' my screws
If they pattin' it down, put the deuce in my shoe
Bullets like tag, I caught him, and he froze
Grrah, it's a couple of bands in my 'Miris
All this white, had to change up my clothes
Bitch, I'm a factor and that's why they fear me
[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
48 'em, get up close
Said he sorry, I'm not tryna hear that
Tried to get low on the bros (Come here)
But we got 'em thanks to the AirTag (Grrah)
Spinnin' in tints, told Tucker to flare that
Yo Shiek, this is an airbag
Mix it with Mel, sprinkle the Wasca (Wasca)
Edot gettin' hotter and hotter