[Intro: Sdot Go]
Grrah

[Chorus: Sdot Go]
Notti bussin'
Grape Street K, I'm lookin' for a cousin
My gun keep showin', bro, I'm buggin'
Over east, I'ma bend through that tunnel
Lex, Lenox, that shit spun through
Try to push up, on G, bet I dust you
Like, when I up, where the fuck you gon' run to?
Come to her crib, I won't delay my duffle
Notti, Dotty, it's a couple
KT, Ray, I smoke both when I hustle
Bet I bend in the snow with my broom, not a shovel
Like, bro made him lay in that puddle
We started bendin', we don't need a huddle
Somebody call him, I think he in trouble
I hit from the back, said I fucked up her bundle, like
Pack her, I ain't tryna cuddlе

[Verse 1: NazGPG]
N***as wasn't outside when we was on that block
Hop out that V, I'm tryna flock
Bеt you I up on that strip and he drop
Run down, I'm clearin' out the lot
Sweepers, my n***as shakin' the spot
What happened to Notti and E With The Dot?
Kaz dissin', I'ma walk up that block
Bro start buggin', flickin' near the cops
You the line? Give me the drop
Like, word to bro, n***as flicked on the Flocks
Catch him outside, I'm gettin' on his block
I been flockin' so much, don't know when I'ma stop
What you did? I did a lot
Like, I done had n***as duckin' they—
I'll be the last to go by a thot
Lil' bro tryna shoot him, he already shot
[Verse 2: Sdot Go]
Pour Wock', I'm gon' fuck up my phantom
Think that he tough, bullets make him a dancer
Bad knock, this shit a jammer
Get out my ear when I flick, I can't hear them
Knocka barkin', might knock down a panda
.40 so loud, that shit fuck up my—
Like, that shit fuck with my eardrum
I'm throwin' shots, no, they don't want no cancer

[Chorus: Sdot Go]
Notti bussin'
Grape Street K, I'm lookin' for a cousin
My gun keep showin', bro, I'm buggin'
Over east, I'ma bend through that tunnel
Lex, Lenox, that shit spun through
Try to push up, on G, bet I dust you
Like, when I up, where the fuck you gon' run to?
Come to her crib, I won't delay my duffle
Notti, Dotty, it's a couple
KT, Ray, I smoke both when I hustle
Bet I bend in the snow with my broom, not a shovel
Like, bro made him lay in that puddle
We started bendin', we don't need a huddle
Somebody call him, I think he in trouble
I hit from the back, said I fucked up her bundle, like
Pack her, I ain't tryna cuddle