[Intro]
(That's nasty)
(Ayo, Lucas, you heard?)
[Chorus: DudeyLo]
Like, he better chill
Word to bro, better focus on money
M-mention 'Dotty, he must be a dummy
Lotti got packed to start off 2020, like, look
Older bros like I'm way too advanced
Did a drill, had to piss on my hands
Broke my heart, had to flick on my mans
Bro caught the—, had to fly out to France
[Verse 1: Dee Play4Keeps]
Yeah, I was gone for a lil', but I'm back
6'5", post up on the opps like I'm Shaq
Can't come to the land, lil' Ziggy a rat
On 40th, Baby Bzz let it clap
EK, you a plate, we don't want you back
I can't believe I was friends with a rat
Marley, that n***a did bad
Relly, hot one, shots to his back
[Verse 2: BLOODIE]
Ah, n***a dissin' the guys in his track, we don't care
W-we see him in person, he scared
Ah, we see him in person, we flare
Relly a bitch, should've been in the chair
Bro, I want him dead, no shots in the air
Hollow tips, shit knock off his beard
Walk him down, that's the shit that they fear
Bro got a switch on his gun like a gear
[Verse 3: TMB Del]
You ain't sparkin' your gun, why the fuck is you with me?
Told mama I love her, the law out to get me
Let it bang on they block like I'm Jimmy
New TEC, bro just bought a new semi
Walk him down let it hang out the renty'
Let it go, let 'em know that it's fully
Big 48, make him think I'm the Wuggy
Catch a Coach, I might throw through the hoodie
[Verse 4: Sugarhill C]
I'm the Ape and I'm draggin' my knuckles
Call up Makk, he gon' slide with a duffel
I throw a shot, tryna watch how he stumble
Size up, tryna fuck up his frontal
Two silvers, I came with a bundle
Give me the addy, I'll buy you a bundle
Bullets bake, better not let 'em pump you
On they side tryna see what this gun do
[Verse 5: 41 Heemy]
41? N***as know that I'm back
I lost 'Dot, I was quick to attack
They lost Matt, and they can't get him back, baow, baow
Yeah, they hopped me
But that shit was cool
But you know what we do to the 2s
Free my son Banga, put him on the news, baow, baow
N***as is shot, y'all know my bop
N***as is mad 'cause we fuckin' they thots
Free all the gangstas that's stuck on the rock, baow, baow
(N***as is shot, y'all know my bop
N***as is mad 'cause we fuckin' they thots
Free all the gangstas that's stuck on the rock, baow, baow)
[Verse 6: Roscoe G]
Like, how many times I was sendin' them shots?
Like, I'm talkin' 'bout multiple opps
No, I'm talkin' 'bout multiple blocks
Talkin' 'bout spinnin', we do it a lot
Like, we done fucked multiple thots
And, they done gave multiple drops
Like, me and twin two deep, two knocks
232 shit, bug on the block
[Verse 7: Mally B]
Move right or I'm takin' that shit
If he walk with a limp then I'm makin' it lit
Like, watch how I get with the cane on my hip
Two Os, two poles, tryna make us a spliff
Jay5ive everywhere but not in Douglass
We was lurkin' down Columbus
We was spinnin' for the fun of it
Catch a hit and get another grip
[Chorus: DudeyLo]
Like, he better chill
Word to bro, better focus on money
M-mention 'Dotty, he must be a dummy
Lotti got packed to start off 2020, like, look
Older bros like I'm way too advanced
Did a drill, had to piss on my hands
Broke my heart, had to flick on my mans
Bro caught the—, had to fly out to France
