[Intro]
(Gor on the track, bitch)
(Elvis)

[Chorus: CJ Goon]
Get groovy, cause we got it lit
I might slide through his block, with his bitch
Roll down the window, fuck a tint
And we gon' speak on the blocks, that we've been
Hop out the V, do a drill with the Mitch
And he care, if I still fuck with some Crips
Got the drop on a opp, from a lil' Drilly bitch
Don't talk on bro pops, like Lee Drilly bitch

[Verse 1: CJ Goon]
Free Oppy, but when I see Dougie it's lit
That's a be in a hot, and I'm swabbing that shit
EMS, we really the heart of this shit
I catch me in Maybach, I'm poppin' new whip
Jaydee is a feminine shit, got a stop, got booked for the art
Nigga, what's your bop?
Niggas know what I did in the spot, every opp that I shoot, got shot
But enough with the talking, let's go and get active
Spin the 'Ville, it get tragic
Bend through, what's cracking?
Screaming: "He hit!", and I'm letting them have it
Feeling thotties on dick, cause they feeling my box
She heard I was bussin', came and gave me top
Move what? He chopped
Ain't no more talking, everybody shot
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