Don’t Run DudeyLo & M Row

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[Intro: DudeyLo]
It's that DudeyLo nigga, man, every fuckin' track, you heard?
Shot after fucking shot
(Ayo, Chef)
[?] Word to bro
(Cool off)
Free Banga-gon-bang, nigga
Ah ah ah

[Chorus: DudeyLo]
M Row called my phone, he like, "Dudey, you bugging"
Baow, we not jackin' nobody from Douglass
I got love for the Apes, but it's everything dead, like
Where the houses at on Columbus?
Walkin' down cars that be playin' they music
We see a face that we know, we gon' dust them
No more Free Banga, gon' bang 'em in Drew
Bro tryna suit up and bang them in Douglass
Fetty Oz, know we really got history
Free B-Rah Fetti, bro made him a mystery

[Verse 1: DudeyLo]
Spinnin' through where? Nigga gotta be shittin' me
Like they don't know we got all this artillery?
Ayo Scoob, tell 'em to troop
Tell 'em what you made Relly BM do
Shot, them boys was fuckin' his thot, word to my dead I would hate to be you