[Intro]
Every fuckin' track, nigga (Oi Bullo)
Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Like)
Every fuckin’ track, you heard, it's that DudeyLo nigga (Shot after fuckin' shot, nigga, Yozora)
Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Where you goin’? Where you goin'?)
C'mere (Like, like, ayo, Deli, remember that day on the east?)
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, nigga
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, like)
Like (Like), where the fuck is he goin'? (Don't let 'em run, like)
Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Can't run from my whip, like)
C'mere, like, baow, baow, baow (Oh my—)
Like, oh my God
[Chorus]
They keep screamin’ "150" to time
1:50 the time we gon’ slide
I want them to see who behind the disguise
Like, we gon' show them who really on hots
B-Lovee better TP, mention Notti, he must want a FiGi
Spin the 10 and we lookin’ for Wiki
Choppa my son, yeah that boy wanna be me
(Ahh, Ahh, Ahh) and Lotti a bitch, need to stop all the lies
40 Kal in the pack of Gelat'
And now we in March, go get back for your guys, like
Stop puttin' my deads in your rhymes
I can talk 'bout what happened
I can’t talk 'bout the shit we don' did
Like, fuck Nazzy, they took off his wig
Like, fuck shh, niggas took out his ribs (Nazz-)
Every fuckin' track, nigga (Oi Bullo)
Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Like)
Every fuckin’ track, you heard, it's that DudeyLo nigga (Shot after fuckin' shot, nigga, Yozora)
Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Where you goin’? Where you goin'?)
C'mere (Like, like, ayo, Deli, remember that day on the east?)
Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, nigga
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, like)
Like (Like), where the fuck is he goin'? (Don't let 'em run, like)
Baow, baow, baow, nigga (Can't run from my whip, like)
C'mere, like, baow, baow, baow (Oh my—)
Like, oh my God
[Chorus]
They keep screamin’ "150" to time
1:50 the time we gon’ slide
I want them to see who behind the disguise
Like, we gon' show them who really on hots
B-Lovee better TP, mention Notti, he must want a FiGi
Spin the 10 and we lookin’ for Wiki
Choppa my son, yeah that boy wanna be me
(Ahh, Ahh, Ahh) and Lotti a bitch, need to stop all the lies
40 Kal in the pack of Gelat'
And now we in March, go get back for your guys, like
Stop puttin' my deads in your rhymes
I can talk 'bout what happened
I can’t talk 'bout the shit we don' did
Like, fuck Nazzy, they took off his wig
Like, fuck shh, niggas took out his ribs (Nazz-)
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