Doing The Jeff Kay Glizz

[Intro]
(Ayo, Kezzy)
Frrah-frrah (Nah, Harry, you buggin')
Frrah-frrah, frrah-frrah (Ayo, Kezzy, this shit got me trippin')
Ah, fuck it, man
Baby Gee nigga need to be fed (Like)
Fuck you gon' go with little-ass legs? (Troop, troop)
Clap-clap, it almost hit his dreads (Like, Troopers)
Like, free J4, he almost met his death (Frrah-frrah, boom, nigga, Troopers really troop, nigga, all this dissin' shit need to come to an end)
Red tips gon' leave his fat ass red (Word to my dead)
Watch how it get
Like, frrah-frrah, boom

[Chorus]
Frrah, niggas know what we do to they set (On bro)
Let your head hang low and bop to the lyrics, you're basically doin' the Jeff (Jeff head)
Death beds where he should'vе met (On bro)
It's sturdy 'cause we tryna catch us a nеxt (Word to my mother)
Totin' Mali, one in the head (Mali)
We mix it with Pizz and that's everyday meds (Ray Pizz)
Niggas mad 'cause all they members dead
Anybody shootin' my T catchin' lead (Word to my dead)
The Baby Gee nigga need to be fed
The fuck you gon' go with them little-ass legs? (Where the fuck you gon' go, nigga?)
Clap-clap, it almost hit his dreads
Like, free J4, he almost met his death (Word to my dead)
Double back, think I saw Siggie Sev, these red tips gon' leave his fat ass red (Nigga)