[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Uh, uh, uh
Trauma Tone

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Ring ring (Brrt), I just got a fed call (Call)
You know that must mean somebody is dead and gone (Uh-huh)
Got a redbone, she just want that bread, dawg (Want that bread, dawg)
I took her to the loft, she suck my head off (Oh)
Did this song, we didn't group up with the head on
New coupe (Skrrt), same color eggnog
You play with the gang, we take your head off (Gang gang)
Bang bang (Young Jefe, holmes), murked 'em then we spin off

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
We gon' ride on a nigga, we gon' slide (We gon' slide)
Jump out, five of them niggas, homicide (Oh, oh)
She got tired of them niggas, she was smart (She was smart)
I had to hide all them niggas, they was hot (Oh, oh)
Oh, I knocked her out the park, it was a curve too (Woah)
I mix that Off-White with Louis just like Virgil do (Just like Virgil)
I'm insane, lil' nigga, I will murder you (Oh yeah)
Who these lame lil' niggas? I never heard of you (Never heard of you)
Got your bitch, yeah, Audemar my wrist, yeah (Check out my wrist)
I got brick fare, woo, I think I'm Ric Flair (Woo, woo)
Take a trip with a baddie, quick dip, yeah (Quick dip)
A nigga snitch, gotta put him in a ditch, yeah (Yeah)
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