[Intro: Eli Fross]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Falayo, falayo, falayo, falayo
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
You know the drill, Fross

[Chorus: Eli Fross]
Uh, like what? Who that?
Boy talkin' tough, he get put on his neck
Get stressed, too tact'
My .40 don't jam, yeah, it only go blast
With this Jenny, it get active
First name, "Henny," and last name "Action"
Said what? He cappin'
Suckin' that dick 'til lil' bro blast him

[Verse 1: Eli Fross]
I really go do what I rappin' if I stop doin' this music (Uh-uh)
The scammers the ones that be clappin', shooters the ones that be shootin' (Uh-uh)
The bitches the ones that be passin', know that my heart is confusin' (Uh-uh)
I really go do what I rappin' if I stop doin' this music (Uh-uh)
Like what? Uh, talk out your mouth, get punched
Uh, and please, don't talk about shootеrs (Uh)
'Cause all of my shooters is clutch
Are you dumb? Bеtter run
Uh, you know that we shootin' for fun
You know that this clip hold thirty, so thirty gon' come out my gun (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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