[Intro: Young Costamado]
Woo
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Make it, make it (Maserati go crazy)
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Make it hot, make it hot
Nines, blickies
40 Glocks, 40 Glocks
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block (Woo)

[Chorus: Young Costamado]
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Come make it hot, come make it hot
Nines, blickies
40 Glocks, 40 Glocks
Slide this way
And get shot, and get shot
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Come make it hot, come make it hot
Nines, blickies
40 Glocks, 40 Glocks
Slide this way
And get shot, and get shot
[Verse 1: Young Costamado]
N***as talkin' that wocky, okay, these n***as don't put in no pain
We serve at your doorway, strap at the doorway, boom, his brains on the doorway
Mask up so it's no trace, they ain't seen no face, either take a loss or a cold case
And I'm still drinkin' [?], still drinkin' 4K, am I gon' stop? N***a, no way
Trap n***a, we'll kill n***as, no cap
Have L blocks lined up for four racks
FT, when you call up, the phone tapped
Spin here, die here, you don't go back
I up chops 'bout the size of Lil Durk
I call Fivio, he leave 'em in they dirt
All I gotta say is [?][1:04] and the Locs'll go berserk
All I gotta do is ride, n***a
It was World War III, why the fuck nobody died, n***a?
I done mentioned every dead opp name
Why the fuck I'm still here? Boy, these n***as don't ride, n***a
Ten shots for a n***a screamin' Joe
N***as ridin' off of n***as they don't know
I lost Beezy, José ain't die, shit, why? Catch an opp and a n***a gotta go
Everything I do 6-O, 4K
[?], burn through Jaquae
Fucked up, we had [?] Pook name
More [?], I put it on [?]
Mask up for my bodies, I don't need nobody to tell on my bodies or tell on me
Seen Boogie write a book on his mans
How he didn't understand it was a charge that he could beat?
[Chorus: Young Costamado]
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Come make it hot, come make it hot
Nines, blickies
40 Glocks, 40 Glocks
Slide this way
And get shot, and get shot
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Come make it hot, come make it hot
Nines, blickies
40 Glocks, 40 Glocks
Slide this way
And get shot, and get shot

[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign]
Big guns (Which one?)
Them opps gotta pick one, hold on
Big guns
Sosa with me, he gon' hit somethin' (Baow, baow, baow)
The shit that I been through is frightenin' (Frightenin')
Tito drive like it's lightning
GDK, on my nine shit (GD)
Even though the guys got indicted (GD)
Adrenaline [?][2:03] like it (I like it)
I see an opp and get excited
It was over, but I couldn't fight it
She an opp thot, I couldn't wife it
Hold on (Hold on), hold on (Hold on)
Suck dick like she like it (Ayy)
Hold on (Hold on), hold on (Hold on)
You say it's lit, I get ignited (Ayy)
Shots fired (Baow)
We give a fuck 'bout the shot spotter (Baow, baow, baow)
Hold the gun lopsided (Ayy)
Things I be sayin', I be not lyin' (I don't)
Sosa, he ain't stop fightin'
I guess the opps should stop tryin'
'Cause my n***as not dyin'
No cap (No cap), no cap (No cap)
Yeah, I sell coca
You lie 'bout [?][2:25], you should grow up
We was fightin' in front of the daughters
Tried to hit me with a soda (Ayy)
Smell beef (I smell beef, lil' bitch)
GDK is my odor (Ayy)
Look, ayy (Baow)
You not dead, it's not over
[Chorus: Young Costamado]
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Come make it hot, come make it hot
Nines, blickies
40 Glocks, 40 Glocks
Slide this way
And get shot, and get shot
Slide this way
Spin his block, spin his block
Slide this way
Come make it hot, come make it hot
Nines, blickies
40 Glocks, 40 Glocks
Slide this way
And get shot, and get shot (Maserati go crazy)