‎‎‎‎[Intro]
(Ayo Double, you killed that, on foenem grave)
Grrah-grrah, like-
Grahh- like yeah
Like worda bro nigga
(Zamn, Stryder got that heat, for real)
Like- Grahh, Grrah-grrah, boom
Word to my dead ya'll niggas better dip (C'mere, come here)

[Verse 1: Sdot Go & Relly Gunz]
Ron Sleez, why you start running? (C'mere)
Hang on the gate, me and bro we start-
Hang on the gate, me and bro we start buggin'
We threw 12 and nobody throw nothin'
He don't got shit, why the fuck is he clutching?
I can't wait till the day that I run into Lovin (Worda bro)
Like, Dougie got shot he was jumpin'
PTSD, I flicked it on my budget
Smokin' on G, bussin'
Bеnd it through force on my G and my cousin
This nigga think I won't send this shit
I catch a body, I'm going to London
Like, touch mе then I'm flickin'
Relly start throwin', I go with the rhythm
Like how the fuck did you miss him?
He still alive, like you gotta be kiddin'
Dot on his head, he look like an Egyptian
Bro told me chill but I don't wanna listen
Word to my dead, Ight bet
They tryna diss, so I'm going to them
G-G2C on my body-
They tryna touch me, I'm throwin' at 'em (C'mere)
Thot tryna line me, she going with him
Nigga think that im bluffin', I show it to him
Legs so thick, gotta open in 'em
Stay with potential like [?] and them
He get shot if he crackin', he rollin' with them
I'm really on they block and not trollin' with them
Like, bro throw a whole 'nother one
I'm tryna bend but the bros on the come
Oh, she the liar? Bet, watch
I get my knock then kick her out the spot
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