First N***a move wock
Shot, got what he got
I’m way too famous we get out the spot

Still got some n***as that’s up on the block
Still got some Rippy's that’s stuck on the rock
Sticking up blocks and fighting for slots
R.I.P. Mellz, gotta stay with a chop
He stack one star for my pops

Oh shit
This n***a pussy
He just wanna beef on the internet
‘Lil bitch
I got a shoota, believe It
Don’t care if you sending threats
Get rich
Ain’t about money, it’s funny
And you know I ain’t into that
Suck dick

Crodie got dance moves
They spinning, we spinning back
I just keep walking, walking
They like Jay Dee keep talking, talking
Uh
She wanna link, ignore it
I got shit to do that’s more important
Uh
My new drip is foreign
On court, we keep ballin, ballin
R.I.P. Mellz, on it, ‘lil bro
We keep scoring, scoring
Uh
This ‘lil shorty a groupie
Jay Dee you famous
Let’s make this a moviе
Uh
I was in jail with a suzy
I’m in the town, with the gang getting loopy
Got no timе for being sneaky
I want the brain
Like come see what you teach me
Uh
Quick to talk like we ain't preachy
Eat me, eat me
Man you know what I jack, Wooo
OMB on the tattoo
Beat the pussy til she can’t move
Never still she a statue
Let her slide in, I’m like no way
Uh
That is a 4-8
GSC, I am Get Str8
Pray my opps make it home safe
Look
I’m moving devious, they know my body
I got my ‘lil bitch right beside me
Badder than Trey-Eight, she a mamí
I got like four labels tryna sign me
Homie that’s your loss if you decline me
Off the Casamigo moving sloppy
She use to hate me, now she wanna top me
Can’t waste no time on a cadie
Okay, hold on
She don’t wanna fuck
Tell her go on
Get down business
No time for no prolong
I was beating bitch pussy to bro song, down for a year I ain’t do this in so long
I’ma get lit and put bro on
Gave her some dick
While I’m putting my show on
Do what you do n***a
Blow on
I hit the stu man for a session
Six to the chest
Boy who the fuck is you testing
If you ain't the feds who the fuck is you fessing
Is you GDK, it’s not even a question
Look at my amiri my denim I dress in
Famous and dangerous
And I spin with a weapon
Know they was thinking that Jay Dee a bum
Now I came home and a young n***a stepping
I keep this .30 for safety
Armen ain't spinnin tell that n***as safety
I know my opp n***as hate me
Can’t even lie, that young N***a ap
Sauced up like gravy
Smoking this ami
I need someone to save me
Nick got me feeling like
Oh, oh shit
Nick got me feeling
Like I’m bout to go
Can’t even breathe
Damn, oh shit
This shit hit, n***a on Crip
R.I.P. Mellz, get off bro dick
We already know
Boy you not slick
Watch n***as drop
While we drop hits
Head to the top
You can’t stop shit
R.I.P. Kay, get off our dick
Reconcile, I deliver the facts
Rip a 82, With a stick and a MAC
After I eat, I go get inna jack
Jail couldn’t stop me was
Still getting smacked, Don’t wanna punch me
Then he getting smacked
Tell him go chill in his cell and relax
Put in pain, I put in more pain
And it’s still free the Rippies
And formane
Free the whole rock you was never there
R.I.P. Pop Smoke smoke'll never clear
Steal foreign cars, gang coming soon
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
I don’t know your name
Like what did you do
Where is you from
How is you Wooo
823, know it’s my crew
Free P Gutta
True to my blue
(GLTTTT)
(Are You Dumb?)
(Back on my shit like)
(Das It Das It)