[Intro: Sha Gz]
(Jwayisthetruth)
(Ayo, Cris, pour me up)
Grrah, grrah

[Chorus: Sha Gz]
Like, I catch Dougie, he gon' get the belt
N***a should’ve have died, why the fuck they ain't help?
N***a, don't try to run and get downed
Like Rondo, once I get the shot off like twelve
I start buggin’ once I hear the bell
Bet the .40 start barkin' once I get the rell
Get to dumpin,' now I'm droppin' shells
Get to flockin', n***a almost fell

[Verse 1: Sha Gz]
Get the ball, I'ma dribble like Tatum
Get it right in thе paint like I'm Davis
Bitch, I’m like Kobe, I’m clutch
Wе gon' turn that boy into a patient
Grab my gun, I’m not waitin'
Bet the .40 start buggin' once I get to sprayin'
Get the drop, we gon’ kick down the door where he layin'
We gon' shoot at his mother or anyone stayin'
Like, and I don't give a fuck
Got my G, ain't no knucklin' up
Bunny hop in this bitch when my gun is untucked
We gon' wipe up his nose if he think that he tough
[Bridge: Sha Gz]
Like, and I don't give a fuck
Got my G, ain't no knucklin' up
Bunny hop in this bitch when my gun is untucked
We gon' wipe up his nose if he think that he tough

[Verse 2: Sha Gz]
Like, and we on Monterey
I done flicked on that block broad day
One n***a shot, two n***as sprayed
And when the ambulance got him, he couldn't be saved
Get the ball, I'ma dribble like Tatum
Get it right in the paint like I'm Davis
Bitch, I'm like Kobe, I'm clutch
We gon' turn that boy into a patient
Grab my gun, I'm not waitin'
Bet the .40 start buggin' once I get to sprayin'
Get the drop, we gon' kick down the door where he layin'
We gon' shoot at his mother or anyone stayin'

[Verse 3: Yus Gz]
Wait, Sha, you don't gotta chase him
Put the beam on the G, watch my shit get to flamin'
Throwin' from both ways, fuck is he thinkin'?
Notti dead, Gary Payton (Baow, baow, baow)
Get to flickin' my G, I don't care where I'm aimin'
Like, if the cops on the block, I don't care, I'm still flamin'
Put the dot on his head just to see if he would [?]
He got hit in his leg, he started Harlem Shakin'
He got hit with the G, n***a thought he was bussin'
Like, he should've been dead with his cousin
He tryna push up? Bet, rush him
Brodie gon' hop out and dust him
Flick on my G, I don't care if they runnin'
Make him pick up his feet, n***as know how we gunnin'
Make him duck with a beam, just in case if we huntin'
Baow, baow, baow, baow
[Verse 4: Nesty Gzz]
Fuck E with the Dot, like (Everything dead)
Hold on, I mean E-D-O-T
Like, 150K, I was droppin' the L'zzz
Like, word to my deads, I was smoking on Sheek
Like, bend through with like five YGz
Bitch, it's still blitz on the Munnas
Like, Winter an opp, I'ma smack that bitch
I'm playin' it cool 'cause I still wanna fuck her
She a line? I'ma throw up, like (Hold on)
That's word to my mother (Like, let's make it hot, turn it into summer)
I be boppin' and [?] 'cause I'm waitin' for Gunna (Yeah)
I catch Mhady, gon' pick him
Setty a rat (Suck my dick), how you tell on your brother?
Get to flickin', I go with the rhythm
Like, I get to up it and dump, he a runner
Like, we smoke Naz, Rip, Butta
Huh, Roscoe was duckin' for cover
Like, JB, Tank, Sin, shit, three dead Makks got put in the gutter

[Chorus: Sha Gz]
Like, I catch Dougie, he gon' get the belt
N***a should've have died, why the fuck they ain't help?
N***a, don't try to run and get downed
Like Rondo, once I get the shot off like twelve
I start buggin' once I hear the bell
Bet the .40 start barkin' once I get the rell
Get to dumpin,' now I'm droppin' shells
Get to flockin', n***a almost fell
[Outro: Sha Gz]
Don't run