[Chorus: V Lotti]
We the Gzzly's we move too tact
Fuck Nazzy, he stuck in a pack
And we smokin' on Bobby, that n***a hit
Fuck Tank, yeah he died on the strip
And Yus, you a bitch, n***as heard you was spinnin'
You a dummy, n***a never even flocked
We the sweepers, n***a fuck all the mops
(We the sweepers, n***a fuck all the mops)

[Verse 1: V Lotti]
Smokin' on Naz and JayRipK
And Sdot my brother, for him Imma Blitz
Me and Jay too deep on the strip
And when I see an opp, bitch you know imma flick
How Fuck you got hit in your shit?
And Kay ain't get back, he just let him get hit
And Fuck Dudey the Lo, he ain't bendin' the strip
I know Sdot, he'd flock out the lyft
Big E4Lotti, Dee He My brother
Murda B, I'm fuckin' ya mother
Stop dissin' on Lotti, you nеxt to go up
Word to, you better duck
Like Charliе, Noah, Blay, Diddy
Throw a shot, put the knock in her titty
Layy, X, Tanky, Ripp
Me and Kenzo, we takin' that trip
We smokin' on n***as who died onna strip
Like, Yo Kr, Layy Got A Kick
Stop mentionin' Metrii, N***as know how I Get
And we smokin' on "Shhh", he got me sick
[Verse 2: Sdot Go]
Like where Dougie, He gotta move like
He gon' get it once I bend through
Rippy Boppin' all up in the booth like
He could get punched in his tooth
We slidin' for Woo, and that's on the Goons
Spin through the Rey tryna catch C Blu
Oh you sweepers K, gotta let em know like
You gon' run when I Blow
Dissin' the gang while on YouTube, like
N***a go catch you a hit
Fuck DD Osama, he really a bitch like
Bro tryna copy Kay Flock
Oh you think that you famous cause you a kid like
Your brother was better than you
But it's still fuck Notti, he Died tryna sweep like
Boy you is not one of us
Free all the bros that's stuck on the rock
Them bullets gon' fly till he drop

[Verse 3: Naz GPG]
On Bro, we gon spin through the Rey then Bend through the O
When I catch Dudeylo, i'ma put him to sleep
That's word to the tweaks
Woo Lotti got Stabbed in his leg?
But Huncho got hit in his chest
And Yellow got shot in his neck
JB turned around and filled up with led grahh
MBK All that shit to my dick
We smokin' on Joppy, Mix that with the Nick
How did you die and get big bro Lit?
When I Bend through the Hill, yeah that shit gettin' lit
I said Free Kay and I Said fuck Flocka
Can't wait Till I see ENotti
He Be dissin' the bros, so imma show him what death is
Matter of fact, He gon meet his bestie
N***a you wanna go and meet Rippy?
You keep on playin' get hit with the grippy
We the real n***as who's runnin' the city
See Matt TEEZ, This shit gettin' litty
[Verse 4: Jay Hound]
I won't go for it, she the line
Opp thot ian wastin my time
She try to go for a bro she gon die
Oh they think they gon take one of mine
Free them sweeps tho, doing time
‘Memba brodie went dumb wit' the 9
Word ova east we was dumping at Primes
Take a trip thru the Hill
We on timing
Bro tryna slide with a heater
She tote the knocks so I need her
Bad lil' bitch, throw it back, her name Brina
She tryna swipe with my pieces
Kick me a BOA, Chevy, or Visa
Wanna talk, so let's hop out the V
I'm on that block it's just me and Nina
Damn

[Closing]
Big Sweepers n***a
Glah Glah
Everything for G Pop
Everything for Fries
Gang