[Intro: Jay Hound]
(Get to the money)
(Ayo, Double, you killed that, on foenem grave) Grrah
Grrah, grrah, boom, like
Lit when the—
Lit when the Sweeps pullin' up
Yo, Dot, focus up
[Chorus: Jay Hound]
Yo, Dot, focus up (Uh-huh)
It get lit when the Sweeps pullin' up (Baow, baow, baow)
.40 put him to sleep, NyQuil in the gun
Nazzy start ootin' like Book' on the Suns (Like)
Beam on the G, ain't no way you gon' run (Uh-huh)
If he loaf on that block, Baby Sweep throw a ton
And I got aim, no, it ain't about luck
We got the city, let's keep it a buck
[Verse 1: Jay Hound]
Like, Lil' Neaky was stuck (Like, like)
How the fuck Neaky ain't in my blunt? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Shot after shot on that block, that was us
Lil' bro sturdy, he start movin' clutch
On the, on the— shh, no, we ain't get enough (Uh-huh)
On that block, I was movin' too— (Baow, baow)
We was troopin' through eighth, bro was throwin' like Russ (Grrah, grrah)
And I wеnt ku on that block when I spun (TTGz do hits)
Big G2 wrappin' him up (Like, like)
Lil' Dеl, we was slappin' him up
I bet I throw out the back of the— like
I bet I throw out the back of the truck (Out the back of the truck)
'Bout to— 'Bout to flick, but the D's in the cut (D's in the cut)
I brought my heart with a whole lot of love (Uh-huh)
Get off that block, I was lightin' it up (Grrah, grrah)
If I catch a hit, then I go on a run (Flock, flock)
Bullets flyin', they kickin' like Lee (Like, like)
Lil' bro tryna hop out the—
Lil' bro, he insane, tryna hop out the V
And we on hundo, spinnin' in a Jeep (Like)
Baby go on a drill, he'll tweak
And deadies upon whoever in the P's
Ooters is flickin' anything they see (Like, like)
Sweepers is sweepin' tryna catch the— (Like)
(Get to the money)
(Ayo, Double, you killed that, on foenem grave) Grrah
Grrah, grrah, boom, like
Lit when the—
Lit when the Sweeps pullin' up
Yo, Dot, focus up
[Chorus: Jay Hound]
Yo, Dot, focus up (Uh-huh)
It get lit when the Sweeps pullin' up (Baow, baow, baow)
.40 put him to sleep, NyQuil in the gun
Nazzy start ootin' like Book' on the Suns (Like)
Beam on the G, ain't no way you gon' run (Uh-huh)
If he loaf on that block, Baby Sweep throw a ton
And I got aim, no, it ain't about luck
We got the city, let's keep it a buck
[Verse 1: Jay Hound]
Like, Lil' Neaky was stuck (Like, like)
How the fuck Neaky ain't in my blunt? (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Shot after shot on that block, that was us
Lil' bro sturdy, he start movin' clutch
On the, on the— shh, no, we ain't get enough (Uh-huh)
On that block, I was movin' too— (Baow, baow)
We was troopin' through eighth, bro was throwin' like Russ (Grrah, grrah)
And I wеnt ku on that block when I spun (TTGz do hits)
Big G2 wrappin' him up (Like, like)
Lil' Dеl, we was slappin' him up
I bet I throw out the back of the— like
I bet I throw out the back of the truck (Out the back of the truck)
'Bout to— 'Bout to flick, but the D's in the cut (D's in the cut)
I brought my heart with a whole lot of love (Uh-huh)
Get off that block, I was lightin' it up (Grrah, grrah)
If I catch a hit, then I go on a run (Flock, flock)
Bullets flyin', they kickin' like Lee (Like, like)
Lil' bro tryna hop out the—
Lil' bro, he insane, tryna hop out the V
And we on hundo, spinnin' in a Jeep (Like)
Baby go on a drill, he'll tweak
And deadies upon whoever in the P's
Ooters is flickin' anything they see (Like, like)
Sweepers is sweepin' tryna catch the— (Like)
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