[Intro]
(Glo made that beat?)

[Verse 1: C-HII WVTTZ]
Tell brodie, "Don't run, don’t trip," like (Don't trip)
Every time I see the opps on clique (Grrah, grrah)
Don't try to run, you can get hit, like
Call up bro Kay, got a beam on his grip (Grrah, grrah)
We spin, two-tones in the whip
Like, gotta stay safe, bro can’t get clipped (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Bullet holes feel like jelly-drip (Gang)
Like, YGK, y'all ain't never do shit (Gang-gang-gang)

[Verse 2: Kay Flock]
They scream, "Don't run" (Don't run)
And they saw, when I come, I yell, "Don't trip" (Don't trip)
I'ma click, don’t miss (Don’t miss)
Don't spin in them tints, them shits get flipped (That shit get flipped)
C-HII said, "What you gon’ do with the witness?" (What?)
Nigga, they gettin' clipped (Nigga, they gettin' clipped)
Nigga, we spinnin' on feet, we don’t need no V
So once I boom, better dip (Better dip)
I could call Gotti or Notti or Scottie (Scottie or Nottie)
I call Gotti for addys and thotties (Facts)
I know Notti gon' flock so I keep him beside me (Uh-huh)
I know Scottie still movin' too hotty (Grrah-grrah)
He be fiendin' and itchin' to catch him a body (Like, grrah)
He gon' post up and smoke in your lobby
He said, "Kay bro, I'm good, got this knock right beside me"
Dougie B like D Brady, no Tommy
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