[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Lee Drilly
94Gz, no Gz like these you heard
Jack B's, jack bigger B's
Drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze
(This is a Public Service Announcement)

[Chorus]
Like, stop it
Pull up on you in person, fuck what you said on the 'net
Red beam, green beams on deck
Last n***a tried, they got chased up the set
Show respect 'cause if somebody die
Gang gon' keep tappin' they neck
Like, who next?
Face shot gang, I hope y'all still tappin' y'all heads
And they soft, what they wanna act for?
Last n***a got hit with the Mac sauce
And they dеad, we know what y'all mad for
What you think they got all of them tats for?
Ain't shit funny, what you wanna laugh for?
Why you think hе got left on his back for?
Think of how all these n***as got packed off
Kay sacrificin' n***as, close that backdoor
[Verse]
N***as never did shit, but they stay sayin' Rah
Came outside yesterday, you ain't spray for your block
Heard Nas EBK DOA in the spot
But you from Courtlandt, n***a, stay with your block
Sheemy got ripped, n***a take it on hots
How you Mhady2hottie, ain't makin' it hot?
Totin' one in the head, you ain't play with no chops
Oh, you droppin' my dead, homies takin' the spot
Why the O wanna play, tryna tell em' it's real
N***as thinkin' 'bout money, try poppin' a pill
What you know about totin' with D's on your heels
Rather get caught with or without it for real
What they know about pain cause your mans got killed
No mask, no gloves
You ain't playin' that drill
But to take one of them is how we gon' heal
Ain't satisfied 'til they feel how we feel
With my hearts I'ma slide with a Uzi
Take one of my demons back outside and deucy
Want it lit? They call me to make movies
Don't take kindness for weakness, thinkin' you could use me
N***as goofy, and they lose me
Got a toolie? Better boom me
Trappin' never dead, we don't fuck with no UE
Unemployment down, but I been smokin' UE
Why they talk about old heads? It's on timin'
Like Billy a demon slidin' on a bike
Either twin is a rat, y'all ain't bring it to light
Put be home soon, know y'all n***as is tight
If it get sticky, can't stick for his life
Big SevSideK, tell them n***as free hype
'Cause when he come home he ain't tryna fight, 'cause it's brotherly love he goin' out just like Rite
I see her walkin' by, I'm hittin' that shawty
And I'm drivin' fast if he try to record me
Yeah, I understand she really be on me
But that's gon' have my other bitches feelin' salty
That's the end of the story
I be drillin' ain't nobody taught me
I'm the rapper known to have it on me, if they in the trap I'm bustin' like 40
Ain't no beef with Mula, but he ain't my mans
'Cause he fuck with the opps, he movin' like a fan
Better not be there when I come to blam
'Cause there ain't no tellin' where the bullets land
Say, Lee Drilly think he the man
I can't help, but I am who I am
But if they feel a way, we can link up and dance
59 man dose, you can see me with the hands
But hol' on, beat em' like a band
Spin in, spin the Benz
Burn em' like a tan
And I ain't stingy, got stuff for your friends
Got a .40 on me in my pants, you still totin', baby, we can dance
WD 40s, Glock could never jam
Free Jaythaopp, booked for innocence
Rah died and everything got messy
Goin' through it with my brother Melly
Now it's heavy, we gon' bend through that block, me and Nesty
Feelin' benty, on the Sev have em' pourin' out Henny
Like with Setty
Set Da Trend, but to me that's just Jerry (Jerry!)
Where his bestie? (Nazzy!)
In the ground safe and sound, he with Lenny (Lenny)
Now I'm deady, three opps done died on the setty
Like, free MB, he got shot if he aimin' for Enny
How y'all name is the Flockas, ain't flockin' shit?
Bullets was slappin' his face, like, snap out of it
[Chorus]
Like, stop it
Pull up on you in person, fuck what you said on the 'net
Red beam, green beams on deck
Last n***a tried, they got chased up the set
Show respect 'cause if somebody die
Gang gon' keep tappin' they neck
Like, who next?
Face shot gang, I hope y'all still tappin' y'all heads
And they soft, what they wanna act for?
Last n***a got hit with the Mac sauce
And they dead, we know what y'all mad for
What you think they got all of them tats for?
Ain't shit funny, what you wanna laugh for?
Why you think he got left on his back for?
Think of how all these n***as got packed off
Kay sacrificin' n***as, close that backdoor