[Chorus: Wockhardt]
Late night, on they block, trynna creep
Only brodie, was glocky and me
Get up close, trynna aim at his (uh)-
Get up close, when we hop out the V
3 opps got poked, alot got shot
I made (shh) duck his top, when he ran into me
Bullets fly, poppin’ out, 3D
He get flocked, if he jack GBG

[Verse 1: 150 EBK]
He got poked, where the fuck was his team
Three poles, if you want him to scream
I get close, ain’t no shootin’ from deep
Made him run, only turned on the beam
Seen his pops, on the block, he a fiend
She gon line him up, just for the green
Pulled up, slippin’, left him off the lean
Makin’ movies, they be makin’ scenes

[Verse 2: Humble Gz]
Like, who do I smoke? That’s Melly
Like, Boomer, got left by the telly
I’m with L’s, bitch is you ready
When we run into Boshyy, get hit with a deady
N***a, Roscoe, got beat in the deli
Like, Notti, poked in his belly
Smoking on every dead opps, from the hill
If you jacking them n***as, then you better-
Like, then you better duck
Like, Ayo Kiwi, pass me the drum
Like, Benji, Wasca, Cane
OYK, all them n***as got punch
Like, trynna click, till it’s-
Like, trynna click, till it’s done
Like Grah, Like Grah
Trynna click, till it’s done
[Verse 3: Dev Money]
We trynna pull up, where they at?
We trynna send em, with his dad
Them n***as pussy, talking, but they fast
Catch them in traffic, make them running lap
Like, and we dropping the Flocks
So many dead n***as, from they block
Dougie B, dissing, n***a need to stop
He caught a hot one, lacking on that block
Like, Grah, Grah, Grah, Grah

[Verse 4: COE Wiki]
I got my .9, AP got .380
Like, we trynna make us a movie
Back out, I don’t recognize who he
I’m threw a shot, had him ducking his G-L-O
Best opp, if you know, then you know
We smoke Glo
Goofy was lacking, caught 4 to the-
Goofy was lacking, caught 4 to the dome
We was just on the hill, worda bro
Like, where the fuck Dudeylo?
Sayin’ my name, but he hidin’ in Jersey
Once I get the drop, where he live, i’ma go

[Verse 5: 150 Wiz]
Like, I’m trynna slide, where they be at
I bet I’ll let it fly, with no ski mask
Slime, bitch it you want, we gon keep that
AJ was cryin’, trynna get his G back
Like, bro got the V
Got a beam, he gon drop on the scene
Like, and that shit green, for the Gz
48, he get shot, if he think we the Gz
[Chorus: Wockhardt]
Late night, on they block, trynna creep
Only brodie, was glocky and me
Get up close, trynna aim at his (uh)-
Get up close, when we hop out the V
3 opps got poked, alot got shot
I made (shh) duck his top, when he ran into me
Bullets fly, poppin’ out, 3D
He get flocked, if he jack GBG