[Intro: Jah Woo]
(Young Madz)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom, nigga
Suck my dick
Every opp shot
Everythin' dead, nigga
Grrah

[Verse 1: Jah Woo]
How can I lack if I keep me a heat?
With the .40, I move in discreet
Uppin' them rakes, we gon' put you to sleep
Spin on the opps just for mentionin' T
Bend though the Mitch tryna catch me a P

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Like, I can't fuck if that bitch is a keet
I'm with Sheik, he gon' reverse the V
Like, if he lack, we gon' put him to sleep
Yo, Guap put the beam on his chin
Spin through the Mitch and I'm lettin' off six
If I don't got the gun, he get beat with my fist
Damn, lil' Metrii ran on his birthday
Caught his mans, started runnin' him over
FJ a bitch, he got put on the floor
Ten deep, made him run out the store
Metrii got hit with a four by four
Legs in the telly, they get it real deady
Let's get high, like, up that Melly
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