[Kay Flock]
Like Goddamn, huh (Goddamn)
Like I dare a drilly pop up in the spot, like
Oh he getting shot (Like)
I´ll spin his block, like

(Run that up, Rico)

[Kay Flock]
I dare a drilly pop up in the spot, like (Bitch)
Oh, I make it hot
We spin with them Llama sticks, red dots
He got shot in his head, he died from a leg shot (Baby)
Gang tryna beat him, he already shot
Already sweeped them, brodie brought the mop
Brodie off a stick purging on the opps
Brodie caught a hit swervin´ on the cops
He tryna run he speed racin´, Beretta got a kick spinnin´ ´til it land (Grrah-grrah-grrah, boom)
He tryna run he speed racin´, Beretta got a kick shoot with doublе hands (Boom)
Bitch I kept clickin´ ´til that bitch jam
He tried to run, clickеd up on his mans (Bitch)

They some chumps, all them niggas ran (Pussy)
´Glizzy start to sprayin´, wavin´ like a fan (Grrah-grrah, boom)
(Run that up, Rico)

[Kay Flock]
Dougz B was spinnin´ off of xan´s
Spinnin´ through the lands, switchin´ up the plan
Told bro, "Fuck it, we gon´ bend through"
If we see the cops, they gon´ stop us from flamin´
Told brodie "Don´t chase ´em, let that boy roll with the beam I got accuracy, aimin´" (I got him)
Hollows, they hit him and ripped through his neck, watch how that shit rearrange him

[Kay Flock]
I dare a drilly pop up in the spot, like (Bitch)

Oh, I make it hot (I make it hot, bitch)
We spin with them Llama sticks, red dots
He got shot in his head, he died from a leg shot (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Gang tryna beat him, he already shot (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, grrah-grrah, boom)
Already sweeped them, brodie brought the mop
Brodie off a stick purging on the opps
Brodie caught a hit swervin´ on the cops
(Run that up, Rico)
He tryna run he speed racin´, Beretta got a kick spinnin´ ´til it land (Bitch)
He tryna run he speed racin´, Beretta got a kick shoot with double hands (Grrah-grrah-grrah, boom)
Bitch I kept clickin´ ´til that bitch jam
He tried to run, clicked up on his mans (Pussy)
They some chumps, all them niggas ran (Bitch)
´Glizzy start to sprayin´, wavin´ like a fan (Grrah-grrah, boom)

[Kay Flock]
Glizzy jammed, clicked up on his mans (Grrah-grrah, boom, nigga, so fuckin´ clear the room, bitch)
Glizzy jammed, clicked up on his mans
Glizzy jammed, clicked up on his mans
Run Ricky, ran
Run Ricky, ran
(Run that up, Rico)

[B Lovee]
I get up on ´em, swear that I´m tact´
I get up on ´em, swear that I´m different
I see the opposition, I attack
I see the opposition, I start clickin´
Hop out the OJ, tweak on the opp strip
She give the whole face, she on some thot shit
Call up my goon, we start opp shoppin´

Call up the set, they still´ Glock shoppin´ (Gang, gang, gang)
And I dare a gunner pop up in the spot, you gon´ see me up this motherfuckin´ Glock (Grrah-grrah)
I dare a nigga try to bunny hop, you gon´ see a bunch of niggas bodies drop
And we movin´ too tact´, ´cause we got some new straps, and we tryna boom
And we got some new opps, we gon´ make ´em a new pack, put ´em on the moon
No I can´t let up, I swear I´m in beast mode
My goons hold Berettas, they ran in like three homes
They tryna link up, they heard what I do
I keep me a TEC in case they tryna loot
Another nigga shot, he up on the news
Bitch, I´m from the trenches, it ain´t nothin´ new

Kay-Kay brought the mop, so I brought the broom (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Creep on the opps, like "Who that?"
Throw up the Gz, you know we gon´ shoot that
Caught that boy lackin´ and we tried to pack him
Swear that he lucky, had God on his side
We really shoot movies, we ain´t no actors
I walk around with that nine on my side
I cannot die in the streets, I got the choppas, slide when it´s beef (Grrah-grrah)
I´m tough enough to go spin on my dolie, I don´t need no one to ride on my side
Totin´ the Glock, he give out a four-piece
I see the opps, you know I´ma fire
I see the opps, you know I´m flockin´, I make it hot in this bitch
Let out them shots if he bunny hoppin´, we made it hot in this shit

[Kay Flock]
I dare a drilly pop up in the spot, like (Bitch)
Oh, I make it hot (I make it hot, bitch)
We spin with them Llama sticks, red dots
He got shot in his head, he died from a leg shot (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Gang tryna beat him, he already shot (Grrah-grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, grrah-grrah boom)
Already sweeped them, brodie brought the mop
Brodie off a stick purging on the opps
Brodie caught a hit swervin´ on the cops
He tryna run he speed racin´, Beretta got a kick spinnin´ ´til it land (Bitch)
He tryna run he speed racin´, Beretta got a kick shoot with double hands (Grrah-grrah-grrah, boom)
Bitch I kept clickin´ ´til that bitch jam
He tried run, clicked up on his mans (Pussy)

They some chumps, all them niggas ran (Bitch)
´Glizzy start to sprayin´, wavin´ like a fan (Grrah-grrah, boom)

(Run that up, Rico)