[Intro: Edai Gunz]
RPT
Gang (Run that up, Rico)
Grrt, boom, boom

[Verse 1: Edai Gunz]
Jack the opps, his life, we take it
Run down, get fried like bacon
Chop up your body then we send it to Haitians
No ambulance 'cause it ain't no patients (Grrt, boom)
We leave you dead, nigga
Flat line, death bed, nigga
Said I was walking with cops? You know I was not
Can't wait to see you head-to-head, nigga
Let's talk the facts
Ty Benji died, he ain't comin back
Beefing with us, you get turned to a pack
Cin Munna got stabbed, he ain't tryna get back (Grrt, boom)
We in the field, no lackin' (Gang)
Bro throw like the Green Bay Packers
He YGK and you just gotta cap him
I ain't shootin' from three, I'm comin' in for the basket
You keep sayin my name, just know Edai Gunz got aim (Grrt)
And I won't miss, I'm a beast you can't tame
He got no pole, brodie, up that flame (Grrt, boom)
'Cause now we got new opps
Say my name, that just might get you shot
Lotto thirty, almost fell, he know my bop
And we still OYK, we cannot stop (RPT)
I know Rah Rah gon' fix 'em
Yo, that's B-Lovee? TMac, hop out and blitz 'em
It's a couple opps that I might stab ya sister
Ty Benji, Marky, you know in my system
When we hop out, better lay low
This ain't no forty, bitch, this is a Draco (Draco)
Spin the six-third and we lookin' for Jo (Jo)
RPT playing with guns like this Halo (Halo)
But how can I stop?
Opp treesha, and she givin' us mop
Drivin' a boat, and she move like a thot
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