Nomore Diddy Yus Gz

[Intro]
Like, grah-grah
Like, grah-grah
(Chee on the beat)
(Mm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Like, grah-grah
Like, like
Brodie keep flickin' like, he tryna’-
Grah, like
Grah
(Ahh)

[Chorus]
We done made niggas fast on they feet
Stomp on his head, like, we don't need no V
Get out the way, like, I-P
Like, tryna' hawk ’em before he get deep
Like, tryna' knock a nigga out his sneaks
Like, bro put a few niggas right to sleep
I go dumb with the G
'Cause these bullets gon' rock him, just watch how he geek

[Verse]
Like, 150k got him duckin' from both sides
Saw the beam, had to up it and blow now
Creep through the back tryna knock off his bowtie
Diddy ain't ballin' no more, he a bullseye
Pussy was talkin' on bro, he a bold guy
Bullets gon’ beat on his chest if he OY
I go dumb with the deuce every time when I blow down
Try to run, me and brodie gon’ blitz, we get both sides
Wanna diss on my deads? Bet
RB and [?] Yellow dead
Them niggas do bad, they got me fessed
Like, Noah had nothin' left
Who the fuck is a— shh, lil’ NLE Choppa
The day that I flock him, he gon' meet death
LDot, Ratty, got shot in his chest
Y'all saw how Bobby died on the steps (Ahh)
If it's up, we won’t dead that
.40 was loud when Benji caught a head tap
We swervin' through blocks
Flickin' at opps (Ahh)
Like, how that nigga was duckin' wit' his chop?
Bro throwin' pistol bullets, we don't box (We don't box)
He think he got one, bet
Wait til' I back out and flock (Ahh)
I got my knocka' when I Notti bop (Notti)
Notti with the Dot (Notti)
Hit 'em in his top (Dotty)
Smokin' Jiggy pops (Ahh)
They done got me on hots (Ahh)
We made him scream on that block (Bow bow)
We boomin' from both ways, ran and then dropped (Bow bow)
It's nowhere to go and I heard he got shot (Ahh)