[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, like
Grrt, grrah, grrah-grrah
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Like, grrah-grrah
Grrt, baow, baow

[Verse: Kay Flock, DD Osama]
Fuck the diss, I'ma act the fuck up
Everything dead, I ain't dappin' 'em up (Everybody shot)
Feel a way, you get clapped the fuck up
Don't do Cîroc, only Ac' in my cup (Grrt, baow, baow)
Try to duck, got a beam on the scope, thats tough, like
He ain't goin' nowhere, I'm shootin' wherever he run (Where you goin'? Grrt, baow, baow suck my dick
OY (Grrah, like), or no Y)

[Chorus: DD Osama]
All these n***as, they mad 'cause I'm up ('Cause I'm up)
Like, fuck it, it's up and it's stuck
Youssef a bitch, he got shot in the back
Keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma send ya' ass up (On bro)
Totin' the 30, why the fuck would I lack? (Why the fuck?)
Mr. Leave-A-N***a-On-His-Back
Throw shots, pass off, get low from the scene (Grrah)
Lil' Ddot gon' turn on his beam (Grrah-grrah)
[Verse 1]
Don't forget that I'm still droppin' DOA (DOA-K)
Catch a Flocka, on me, he's not safe
And these n***as keep talkin' on Notti, I'ma spin through the Sev', I'ma catch me a homi'
Call Dudeylo, like, yo, "What's the word?" (What's the word?)
He got the drop, let's spin through the third (SevSideK)
Catch me a nine, I'ma blow that [?]
He gon' die by a poke, grrah
40s N 9s , yeah, that shit hit a mil' (On bro)
Don't forget about Dead Opps (On bro)
N***a, Dougie, he ran, caught a leg shot (Leg shot)
Spin through the Bronx, tryna make a new dead opp, like (Grrah-grrah)
Still tappin' my neck 'cause that fat n***a dead (JB)
And Rah got put right to bed (Rah Rah)
Two dead n***as but one from the Sev
JayRipK saw the car, yeah, he should've fled
Grrah, grrah
Now I'm back on my bullshit (On bro)
Catch a opp, I empty out the full clip
N***as be chattin' but don't ever do shit, like
R-Roll up a dead opp in a new spliff
N***a, Nazzy, yeah, he shootin' (Nazzy)
Mixin' the Rippy with JB
Why the fuck these n***as got me lazy? (Grrah)
TG chattin', got scared, what we do? (On bro)
Stop talkin' on Notti, you fool