[Intro:TG Flockaa]
Grrah, GPop
(Ayo Tay what's crackin)
(Did VrlPrada make this?)
Gang, gang, ah
He told me how GPop—, but we ain't gon' talk 'bout that neither
(Drilloholic)
Free— shh, he told me how GPop died, but we ain't gon talk 'bout that neither (Ah)

[Chorus:Sdot Go]
He right there, get up close
Like, please do not let him get low
When I catch you, don't say I'm your bro
The gun clip jam, I thought I broke the pole
Neaky a rat and he told
Before I flock 'em, I gotta get close (Skee)
Nazzy, Bobby, I smoke both
Like, Notti went out by the poke

[Verse 1:Sdot Go & TG Flockaa]
Man, these n***as is pussy, I know (I know)
Like how many timеs we gon' throw? (Grrah, grrah)
Bend through the 'Wеll, bend through the O's (Like what?)
Like somebody really gotta go
Like wait, who the fuck is an Sdot Go? (Who that n***a?)
Man, these n***as is pussy, I know (I know)
Like how many times we gon' throw? (Grrah, grrah)
Bend through the 'Well, bend through the O's (Like what?)
Like somebody really gotta go
Like wait, who the fuck is an Sdot Go? (Who that n***a?)
[Verse 2:TG Flockaa]
That n***a linkin' with opps, that's a no (That n***a a bitch)
Suck dick, yeah, I'm taking your flow
And if you got a problem, n***a, let me know
We gon' bend through the Doug' with a whole lotta poles
First opp that we see, that n***a gotta go (Doug'K)
Maneuver the V, we gotta get low
'Cause after this shit, we ain't tossin' no pole (OYK)
Yeah, I'm back, where they at?
John Glo got took off the map (John Glo)
Dumb lil' n***a should've had him a strap
Man, this shit gettin' real, I don't think we should lack (What the fuck?)
Hold on, I'm like, "Wait, fuck that, let's go through the 8" (YGK)
We ain't playin' with n***as 'cause nobody safe (Nobody safe)
Free the bros locked down tryna beat up the case (Beat up the case)
On the Rock, it was me and the 8

[Verse 3:Kenzo B]
(Kenzo B, Like)
And I'm comin' to throw, like
Bet somebody get hit (Grrah)
And that boy, he be flexin', let's make 'em a lick (Grrah, grrah)
Thought he was a don and now that n***a a drid, no kiz', like (Grrah, grrah)
See that bitch and treat her like a kid
G-Lock on my waist, no hip (On bro)
If they droppin' my shit, I'm guaranteed to blitz
If that bitch on feet, we hit her with the whip
What the fuck do they mean?
How they actin' so bad, but ain't catchin' no scenes (Like, how?)
Like, nine shot with a beam
Say they smokin' my dead, but they losin' they team, they do it for the streams
I stay swag 'cause I keep me a fanny (On bro)
Up it first, I can't go out like Danny (Danny)
Bro said he bustin', geekin' off a nanny
Tmac official merch, it on my granny (Free bro)
[Verse 4:TG Flockaa]
Lotta n***as was scared, they was movin' with 12 (Free Huntaa)
DGunna ain't come out his cell (DGunna)
If he did, me and Huntaa was givin' him hell (That n***a a bitch)
Beat him, my n***as blowin' his face off
Came home, wasn't fightin' my case long (Grrah, grrah)
Bitch, I'm 5th to the Sev 'til my day gone (5th to the Sev)
Still free Kay, I know bro gon' stay strong (Free Kay Flock)
And y'all know that I'm flockin' for DooWop (Yeah)
On a—, tryna catch me a new opp (Grrah, grrah)
Blick told me chill 'cause I be movin' too hot (Yo, Blick)
The Joker back home, so y'all better not move wock (Grrah, grrah)
Pussy n***as better play they cards right
Free Huntaa, DOS, dumpin' on sight (Like what?)
Seen an opp, n***a thought it was Fight Night (Grrah, grrah)
Backed out, threw five, missed, I was so tight (Tight)
Bro came and he said, "It'll be alright"
Picked me up, we was spinnin' like all night (All night)

[Chorus:Sdot Go]
He right there, get up close
Like, please do not let him get low
When I catch you, don't say I'm your bro
The gun clip jam, I thought I broke the pole
Neaky a rat and he told
Before I flock 'em, I gotta get close (Skee)
Nazzy, Bobby, I smoke both
Like, Notti went out by the poke
[Outro: TG Flockaa]
Like what?
How the fuck you gon' link with the Sweepers?
Ah, suck my dick
What the fuck is a Sweeper?
What the fuck?
'Cause you know we gon' sweep 'em, like
How the fuck you' gon link with the—
Either way, we gon' sweep 'em (Grrah, grrah)
We gon' sweep 'em, we gon' sweep 'em (Grrah, grrah, boom)
We gon' sweep 'em (Grrah, grrah, boom)
When we spinnin' in it, we gon' sweep 'em (Every opp shot, everything dead)
Free— shh, he told me how, uh
Free— shh, he told me how GPop died, but we ain't gon' talk 'bout that neither (G— GPop)
Gang, gang, gang
Every opp shot, Sweepers to my dick
The fuck? Stop talkin' on deads, y'all ain't do shit, word to my mother