[Intro: Sdot Go]
He said, grrah-grrah
Like, how many times do I gotta keep tellin' these niggas that niggas not fuckin' with me?
Shooter get shot like I'm throwin' a handball
Like, these niggas never did nothin' to me
I repeat, I'm a QB
I never shoot unless the next man shot
Let me pull up, and this lil' nigga tell me to [?]
(Hahaha, it's Shomii on the beat, you already know how we rockin', man)
Fuck it, we out to the next man block
You know me, like, I got mobbed
Bro, I don't care what the next man got
Nigga was wack and he was a fan [?] on my bop
[Verse 1: Jay5ive & Jay Hound]
Like, I don't gotta wait for the next man shot
Bendin' through blocks, he thinkin' that we playin'
'Cause they ain't gon' learn 'til the next man drop
BJ was chattin', thinkin' that we playin'
And that's just the reason his best friend flocked
Eli was taggin', prayin' that they see him
'Cause he on the floor, 'bout to die on his block
Like, I really throw in every situation
You know what I do to get away from cops
Like, TM be runnin' while we had to chase him
I really mean it when I'm sayin', "Free 'Dot"
Niggas be chattin' every situation
Like, we do not beef with them niggas who popped
My brodie came home, he ran back to the base again
He just keep flarin' like he wasn't locked
Like, niggas get shot and niggas do not claim 'em
Like, I be confused, nigga, that was your guys?
Grrah, but lil' brodie ain't tryna play backcourt
Catch a shot, nigga, that's what he asked for
Talkin' 'bout Yammy, gon' go with the last four
Be with 'em, I don't need me a passport
Got the D's tryna spin in a Black Ford
Got the bros catchin' alleys off backboards
What the fuck do I need me a mask for?
Number five on the floor, they can't save him
Play with the Hound, then get hit by the what?
Move, brodie, I'm flockin' the blazer
Beam on his back, like, there's no need to chase 'em
Opp thot say she need a chaser
Shoot on the floor, tryna say that we grazed him
Up the back of the V, get to aimin'
Any block we ain't spin, word to bro, nigga, name it
On that block, word to bro, I get busy
Bro tryna throw 'cause he got him a sitchy
Free bro on the Courts, tryna do 'em like Diddy
Lookin' for 150 niggas to hop out and throw
Like, he catch a shot with a sitchies
Word to my deads, I done flicked on that block with they homes
Like, that nigga movin' like Mickey
EK was cool, word to bro, 'til I found out he told (Grrah, grrah, boom)
He said, grrah-grrah
Like, how many times do I gotta keep tellin' these niggas that niggas not fuckin' with me?
Shooter get shot like I'm throwin' a handball
Like, these niggas never did nothin' to me
I repeat, I'm a QB
I never shoot unless the next man shot
Let me pull up, and this lil' nigga tell me to [?]
(Hahaha, it's Shomii on the beat, you already know how we rockin', man)
Fuck it, we out to the next man block
You know me, like, I got mobbed
Bro, I don't care what the next man got
Nigga was wack and he was a fan [?] on my bop
[Verse 1: Jay5ive & Jay Hound]
Like, I don't gotta wait for the next man shot
Bendin' through blocks, he thinkin' that we playin'
'Cause they ain't gon' learn 'til the next man drop
BJ was chattin', thinkin' that we playin'
And that's just the reason his best friend flocked
Eli was taggin', prayin' that they see him
'Cause he on the floor, 'bout to die on his block
Like, I really throw in every situation
You know what I do to get away from cops
Like, TM be runnin' while we had to chase him
I really mean it when I'm sayin', "Free 'Dot"
Niggas be chattin' every situation
Like, we do not beef with them niggas who popped
My brodie came home, he ran back to the base again
He just keep flarin' like he wasn't locked
Like, niggas get shot and niggas do not claim 'em
Like, I be confused, nigga, that was your guys?
Grrah, but lil' brodie ain't tryna play backcourt
Catch a shot, nigga, that's what he asked for
Talkin' 'bout Yammy, gon' go with the last four
Be with 'em, I don't need me a passport
Got the D's tryna spin in a Black Ford
Got the bros catchin' alleys off backboards
What the fuck do I need me a mask for?
Number five on the floor, they can't save him
Play with the Hound, then get hit by the what?
Move, brodie, I'm flockin' the blazer
Beam on his back, like, there's no need to chase 'em
Opp thot say she need a chaser
Shoot on the floor, tryna say that we grazed him
Up the back of the V, get to aimin'
Any block we ain't spin, word to bro, nigga, name it
On that block, word to bro, I get busy
Bro tryna throw 'cause he got him a sitchy
Free bro on the Courts, tryna do 'em like Diddy
Lookin' for 150 niggas to hop out and throw
Like, he catch a shot with a sitchies
Word to my deads, I done flicked on that block with they homes
Like, that nigga movin' like Mickey
EK was cool, word to bro, 'til I found out he told (Grrah, grrah, boom)
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