[Intro]
Ahh, oh my—
Like, where the fuck is he—
(Hardheaded, baby)
Oh my God
Oh my—
Where the fuck is he—
Bow, bow, bow, n***a
Bow, bow, bow
It’s that Dudeylo n***a, man
Every fuckin' track ya heard?
Shot after fuckin' shot
Oh my God

[Chorus: Dudeylo & Bloodie]
Summer time and I bet they won’t like me
Spin through makin' movies like Spike Lee
Baow, bullets dirty it’s white tee
Put a check on his head like it’s Nike
Who? Yeah, that’s your bitch while she ride me
Eatin' dick while you callin' her wife-y
I know that she yours but I think that she like me
Like I will grab the chop if that boy try to fight me

[Verse: Dudeylo & Bloodie]
Pop me a perc and start going insane
Ahh, on Lenox we flockin' for Caine
3 knocks in the V we ain’t stoppin' for what?
Like word to my dead’s we gon' go on this chase
Remember on them courts how we let shit bang
On the O but them n***as can’t hang
Lackin' Makks put shit in the frame
Lackin Makks seen my chops go flame
Ay-Ayo Bloodie like, h-how many n***as was runnin'?
Up down the steps we was yellin' “What’s Gunnin'?”
Sit back then my n***as start huntin'
Ayo Dudey, why they frontin'?
No V took a bus we was buggin'
40’s start barking, 30 was muzzin'
Said my name on his block then you know that we comin'
I’m in love with my gun like a fatal attraction
Like she a baddie, she got attachments
A-And if she jam, she know I'ma slap her
B-But if she don’t, then she know I'ma clap her
I love my gun cause this bitch actin' ratchet
Wherever I bring her, she gettin' active
Don’t gotta tell her, she make it happen
She make sure I’m sturdy, I’m never lackin'
Like watch how I-
Like like, watch how I geek any drop
Like different breed ima tweak with my knock
I smoke Leroy he dead in a box
Gaddy was hot, but that jet couldn’t fly
Like, they shot him right out of the sky
Shit a shame how that dumb n***a died
How many times we done been on they side?
Like like, bro put the beam on the-
Like, I put the beam on who?
Like tryna spin? gotta come with you too
Boy get shot if he jackin' the 2
Lotti got left, Kal G too
Th-They never gunned they was spinnin in groups
Where’s the Ls that be flockin for Lou?
I catch me a L then I’m flockin that too
[Chorus: Dudeylo & Bloodie]
Summer time and I bet they won’t like me
Spin through makin' movies like Spike Lee
Baow, bullets dirty it’s white tee
Put a check on his head like it’s Nike
Who? Yeah, that’s your bitch while she ride me
Eatin' dick while you callin' her wife-y
I know that she yours but I think that she like me
Like I will grab the chop if that boy try to fight me