Bow, bow, bow, bow, nigga
Like, ah, it´s that Mizzy nigga
Like, like bow
Like, like ah, like, dickhead

Everywhere I go I got a Glock in my pants, like (In my pants, nigga)
I´ma flick on his mans, like (On bro)
I´m ´bout to make ´em dance (Bow, bow, bow, nigga)
And he can´t even reach I won´t give him a chance
I can tell that he pussy you can tell by the stance (Tell by the stance, nigga)
Don´t ask me who I´m smokin´, bitch, I´m smoking Bandz (Damn)
Like, homicide then I ran, when I hop out I´m throwin´ I hope it don´t jam (Bow, bow)
Why you throwin´ up Hat, doin´ vids on my block? Bet (What?)
I´m ´bout to make it hot (Hot, nigga)
You gon´ get shot ´cause you doin´ that bop

I´ll be back there tweakin´ I´m dumping my chop (On bro)
They know my bop, Mr. Stay-Wit-A-Knock
And I´m crashing that jet it´s gon´ land in a box (Damn)
Like fuck lil´ Sammy got shot in his back (Shot in his back, nigga)
To this day, nigga never got back (Get back)
I know I said that on a couple of tracks (On bro)
That´s how true it is, nigga, get back
I´m still tappin´ my neck he ain´t die ´cause he fat (Damn, damn, damn)
Word to bro nigga, I never lack
I told Dotty, "Who that nigga?" we movin´ tact (Ahh)
Like he move hot then we packin´ the pack
Like I´m outside with them droppin´ the Hat
I´m with J Star the B, he throwin´ up the Makk

Like, Sha, you need to stop (You need to stop, nigga)
Nigga ran on Woo he died (Lotti!)
Nesty, you dirty and popped
Stopped smokin´ his bestie but nigga is out (Rah Rah)
Oh shit, I´m too hot
Catch me a 4, put him in the sky (41K)
Kyle Richh, you can´t fight
Catch lil´ Jenn, put hands on that dyke
And lil´ Tata you know it´s on sight (On bro)
Run into me you better have your pipe (Better have your pipe)
We ain´t droppin´ no beef, better pick your side
It´s up and it´s stuck ´til the day that I die (41K)

Hop out, we around, we out to the T´s gon´ park up inside
See Stunna don´t geek we gon´ make that boy–, see Stunna don´t geek we gon´ make that boy cry
African boy, send that boy to Allah
We see fake drip, we know that it´s y´all (Bow-bow)
Youssef got hit, and he still wanna rap
But in real life that nigga really should´ve died
(Youssef got hit, and he still wanna rap, but in real life that nigga– that nigga should´ve died!)
Youssef got hit, and he still wanna rap
But in real life that nigga really should´ve died (Ahh)
Ayo Dot, who that in that whip? (Who that?)
I don´t know who that is, but throw me the assist
I ain´t passin´ off I got another grip (Bow, bow, bow)

Aight bet, then we makin´ it lit
Like bow, bow, we goin´ on that hit
Like, ahh, ahh, niggas know how we get (Ahh, ahh)
If she jackin´ the opps she get shot with the grip
We gon´ do her like ´Lilah, left in the crib (´Lilah!)
Oh bet, y´all wanna diss? (Yeah)
That´s why I´m smokin´ on Spazz nigga restin´ in piss
Like, lil´ Ta´ shot himself with the blick
Like, me and Dotty goin´ on that trip
Fuck KG, died in the whip (KG!)
I´ma dreadhead ´ooter, tryna catch a hit (Bow-bow, bow)
Sev-OK all that shit to my dick (Sev-OK!)
Niggas know how we personally get

If she try line me, that´s murder she wrote
JB, Diddy, caught shots to the throat
They diss on my mans, better stay with a pole
Say, "They spin through my side" but they never gon´ throw
Try spin through the– (Shh) catch ´em loafin´
Nigga said I ain´t spin, nigga coakin´
I´m on they block, gotta keep my eyes open
Too many shots out the G, think I broke it
They diss on my mans, tell ´em pick up a chop (Tell ´em pick up a chop)
Dougie, Sha Gz, both got shot (Both got shot)
Rah, Ray, both head popped (Both head popped)
He get hit with a bullet if he doin´ that bop
Runnin´ like Ricky, you know that boy ran
I could never do bad, receivin´ a blam
Boom–boom–boom–boom first, I won´t give ´em a chance

Try to push up on me, I bet you he won´t dare

When I saw Yus, told my niggas to flick (On bro)
Fuckin´ forgot we left G in the whip (On bro)
Saw the fear in your face, you was scared as a bitch (On bro)
And the next time I see you, better have your grip (Bow)
Y´all just dissin´ my brother so y´all can get lit (Like)
See that dyke, put her in a spliff (A spliff)
And the manager a bitch, nigga never did shit (Bow, bow, bow-bow)
Catch him, throw him in a ditch (Like)

Niggas say shit again ´til they lose a nigga

Niggas talkin´ ´bout guns, I´ma boom it (At all, at all)
If he slide on my block, try to boom a nigga
I put that on your life, you gon´ lose it (Like)
Heard a couple niggas tryna bend (Who that, who that?)
Like, who tryna go meet they friend?
We got knocks in the V, we ain´t stoppin´ for– (We got knocks in the V, nigga)
Like, no, we ain´t stoppin´ for feds (Bow-bow, bow)

(Bow, bow, bow–bow)