[Verse 1: Dudeylo]
I swing, he know now he a opp
Shit bold, grrah
I nearly went cold with the pole
Tryna get rich off the trap
Like, no free beez, he back
Ahhh, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, look, grah grah grah
It's everything dead for the radars
This for the bros and listening k
Like, C Blu gon punch, he gay
N***a on dick, we gon find where he lay
Like, I don't care, I don't fuck with no flocks
Backdoor open, better check on his lies

[Verse 2: Bloodie]
All the checkers get put in the box
Like, he get shot if he don't fuck with my block
Like, what he gon do when there's no where to run

[Verse 3: Jaybeez Da Osama]
I know bloodie on timing fosho
Spin 3 deep, tryna put on a show
There's no way