[Intro: Sdot Go]
Graah-graah, boom
C'mere, c'mere
Ayo, who 'dat?
Like, graah-graah, boom
He ain’t goin’ no where
Like

[Chorus: Sdot Go]
Th-this ain’t no sad song
I ain’t seen brodie in mad long (Graah-graah, boom)
I ain’t hittin’ the backboard
I’m gettin’ closer, I'm tellin’ brodie "Pass off"
Lurk on that block when we spinnin’ for mad long
I get active, I don’t do the rap war
Facial recognition, betta’ take ya’ mask off
Oh, they said, I ain’t hit ‘em, I thought that I had ‘em (Graah-graah, boom)
It’s aight, yeah, it happens
But when I bend back, it’s gon’ be a disaster
H-he thought I won’t flick ‘cause I’ma rapper
He was runnin’ when them bullets passed ‘em (Graah-graah)
Tha-that n***a Blockwork, I really hopе y’all don’t jack ‘em (Graah, boom)
Couple of n***as told me that hе rattin’
Del seen me, he was duckin’—
Jay wasn’t lyin’ when he said, “We smacked ‘em”
N***a know the real, I ain't know why he cappin' (Word to bro)
[Verse 1: Sdot Go & TaTa]
Jump off the bike, I cannot catch up
I forgot Del was a athlete (Graah-graah, boom)
5ive getting tight, we gon’ keep running
It jammed when he tried to clap him
L-Like, he better move
Drive slow, then you crashin’
Put the beam on his face, I'm tryna tag him
Put the beam on his face, I'm tryna clap him (Baow-baow, damn)

[Verse 2: TaTa]
These n***as play tough but these n***as be actin'
Mdotty throw bullets, watch these n***as catch 'em (Bitch)
I was 13 when I laced up my cleats
In the field, I be throwing bullets like it's Madden (Baow-baow-baow)
Like, if he freeze, I bet I tag him (Graah, graah)
Bitch, I-I really make shit happen
Like, lil’ Mel got turned into ashes (Damn-damn-damn-damn)
Bitch, why do these n***as be lackin’?
Like, lil’ Yellow, shot in his neck (Yellow)
Like, Noah got beat in his 'jects (Noah)
Push up on me, get sent to his friend (Baow-baow-baow)
Somebody drivin' whenever we bend
Damn, damn, let's get high (Damn, damn)
Like, who really ready to die? (Damn, damn)
Like, who wanna go meet they guys? (Damn, damn)
Like, tell 'em n***as I said, "Hi" (Bitch)
(41 shots to the head)
[Chorus: Sdot Go]
Th-this ain’t no sad song
I ain’t seen brodie in mad long (Graah-graah, boom)
I ain’t hittin’ the backboard
I’m gettin’ closer, tellin’ brodie pass off
Lurk on that block when we spinnin’ for mad long
I get active, I don’t do the rap war
Facial recognition, betta’ take ya’ mask off
Oh, they said, I ain’t hit ‘em, I thought that I had ‘em (Graah-graah, boom)
It’s aight, yeah, it happens
But when I bend back, it’s gon’ be a disaster
H-he thought I won’t flick ‘cause I’ma rapper
He was runnin’ when them bullets passed ‘em (Graah-graah)
Tha-that n***a Blockwork, I really hope y’all don’t jack ‘em (Graah, boom)
Couple of n***as told me that he rattin’
Del ain’t see me, he was duckin’—