[Intro]
Grah, bitch
Ahhh

[Chorus: Dudeylo]
O-Off percs, tryna bend on the Woks
I go dumb with the mufuckin chop
First n***a move, is the first to get shot
Spin through the Bronx, and I'm lookin' for Flocks
We gon' blitz like Madden
If he say I ain't on that he chattin'
And they know who got put in a packet (Elvis, Elvis)
Shot after shot, split 'em up to a fraction, like

[Verse 1: Dudeylo]
I'ma spin on my dolie
How the fuck is you tough? Gotta show me
Like how I be missin' my homies
Slide on a church, tryna leave that boy holy
Spin through that block with my G and my mask up
Every scene I perform, like, lil n***a I'm mad tough
Hang out the V tryna flick on a revel
Told my momma, I'm sorry she raisin' a devil
Throw a shot, watch him fall of a shell
Creepin' through Polo, I'm lookin' for Kel
Smokin on—, should've seen how he fell
Free all the guys that are sleep in the cell
Took trips, no whips
Under the bridge tryna catch us a hit (Where they at?)
We the Packers that play for the Pistons
Brodie get mad and then he get to clickin'
E with the Dot put the dot on his fitted
Lotti, Leroy, Matt, finished
Frankie, C-Hii, Gady, missing
Can't go to jail, so we flockin' a witness
I went kuu with the nine, call me Rondo
Like I said, bitch I'm smokin on Poncho (Like, what?)
GP, dead, pass me the Fronto
RG on court like he play for Toronto
[Chorus: Dudeylo & Roscoe G]
O-Off percs, tryna bend on the Woks
I-I go dumb with the mufuckin chop
First n***a move, is the first to get shot
Spin through the Bronx, and I'm lookin' for Flocks
We gon' blitz like Madden
If he say I ain't on that, he chattin'
And they know who got put in a packet
Shot after shot, split 'em up to a fraction, like (He's dead)

[Verse 2: Roscoe G]
Like they know what I do to the opps
Fuck everybody, it's everything shot
Tryna slide through that block with a beam on the mop
C-Hii a dick, he got lined by a thot
Oh we zooted and booted, I'm tryna catch PD
Park up the V, let's catch us a speedy
Where the n***as that's screamin out Ewee?
Free bro, he was flockin' on TV
I went dumb with the .40, bro told me to get 'em
D-Dudeylo tryna hang out and Rick 'em
Naz got hit, and that n***a was twitchin
Since a jit, I was fiendin' to click it

[Chorus: Dudeylo]
O-Off percs tryna bend on the Woks
I go dumb with the mufuckin chop
First n***a move is the first n***a shot
Spin through the Bronx and I'm lookin' for Flocks
We gon' blitz like Madden
If he say I ain't on that he chattin'
And they know who got put in a packet
Shot after shot, split 'em up to a fraction, like
[Outro]
Ahh
Ahh
LIKE AHHH!!