[Intro: Kyle Richh]
(Tahaa, it's-it's-it's Shomii on the beat you already know he we rockin' man)
Yo, Jaydot, what we doin' my heart?
(Ohh my god, you make me so mad)
Fuck, enough is enough, bitch
[Chorus: Kyle Richh & JayDot Geek]
Graah, I'm on his body don't let him get low
Too many deads I don't know what to smoke
Yo, Sheik, this shit a float (Like, what?)
Switches on switches, don't know what to throw (Throw, like, damn)
S-SV, ease on the pedal (SV)
Fuck the cops, like, why would I settle?
Ski-Ski mask on the back of a revel (Like, what?)
Smoke Not—, but the Dotty is special (Dotty)
Cdot a problem, go kuu with the metal
Like, Dot put the dot to his noggin (Bitch)
I put the dot to his noggin
We outside, these niggas hiding
Off the migos, she neaky, she vibing
Oh, they moppin'? Ima' divide em
Get out the way when we looking for problems
[Verse 1: JayDot Geek]
Oh, she know me, now she wanna rump?
I done walked down blocks with my gun
Call up Lethal, that's an extra drum
Make a nigga meet death, it ain't nowhere to run
Don't talk to me crazy, 'cause I get to clickin'
You ain't got no motion, the fuck is you riskin'?
When you talk on my niggas, better be specific
I get high to the sky, ain't never no limit
I said I'm a star, been made that prediction
My life is a book, but this shit non-fiction
Like, what you gon' do when my strap is prescription
Ain't nothin' to tell me, I ain't gon' listen
I ain't got the roof, this shit gettin' easy
I'll turn a nigga mother to a Christian
How he prayin' to God, but he sinnin'?
Not-Notti boppin', I'm jackin' the rythm
Dumout done died, he just started rippin'
These niggas ain't tough, everybody gonna kill em'
The D's on my dick, I ain't tossin' this knock
Like, I spin doley, it's time to flock
He got treated like a Xan, that boy got popped
Nine times out of ten, these niggas don't got knocks
Caught a opp lackin' in the mall, lacking, tryna' shop
I'm the only geek, you can't tell me I'm not
On a high speed chase, getting low from a chop
I don't know how I did it, but I got low properly
When I touchdown Cali, my hands on a shotgun
(Tahaa, it's-it's-it's Shomii on the beat you already know he we rockin' man)
Yo, Jaydot, what we doin' my heart?
(Ohh my god, you make me so mad)
Fuck, enough is enough, bitch
[Chorus: Kyle Richh & JayDot Geek]
Graah, I'm on his body don't let him get low
Too many deads I don't know what to smoke
Yo, Sheik, this shit a float (Like, what?)
Switches on switches, don't know what to throw (Throw, like, damn)
S-SV, ease on the pedal (SV)
Fuck the cops, like, why would I settle?
Ski-Ski mask on the back of a revel (Like, what?)
Smoke Not—, but the Dotty is special (Dotty)
Cdot a problem, go kuu with the metal
Like, Dot put the dot to his noggin (Bitch)
I put the dot to his noggin
We outside, these niggas hiding
Off the migos, she neaky, she vibing
Oh, they moppin'? Ima' divide em
Get out the way when we looking for problems
[Verse 1: JayDot Geek]
Oh, she know me, now she wanna rump?
I done walked down blocks with my gun
Call up Lethal, that's an extra drum
Make a nigga meet death, it ain't nowhere to run
Don't talk to me crazy, 'cause I get to clickin'
You ain't got no motion, the fuck is you riskin'?
When you talk on my niggas, better be specific
I get high to the sky, ain't never no limit
I said I'm a star, been made that prediction
My life is a book, but this shit non-fiction
Like, what you gon' do when my strap is prescription
Ain't nothin' to tell me, I ain't gon' listen
I ain't got the roof, this shit gettin' easy
I'll turn a nigga mother to a Christian
How he prayin' to God, but he sinnin'?
Not-Notti boppin', I'm jackin' the rythm
Dumout done died, he just started rippin'
These niggas ain't tough, everybody gonna kill em'
The D's on my dick, I ain't tossin' this knock
Like, I spin doley, it's time to flock
He got treated like a Xan, that boy got popped
Nine times out of ten, these niggas don't got knocks
Caught a opp lackin' in the mall, lacking, tryna' shop
I'm the only geek, you can't tell me I'm not
On a high speed chase, getting low from a chop
I don't know how I did it, but I got low properly
When I touchdown Cali, my hands on a shotgun
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