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(KayArchon) grrah, like, like
Baow, baow, baow
Like, now it's lit, gotta tote on my knock (baow, baow)
Like, I'm tryna make somethin' drop (baow, baow)
We gon' walk through that block
If I catch Sha Gz, I'ma up it and flock (baow, baow)
Like, nigga, the day you got shot
You was cryin' like a bitch, sayin' you gotta stop (like, word to bro)
Nesty, Ghana, dirty and popped
Ashley draws gotta get off that block (ah, ha)
I almost forgot, Sha Gz, you was dirty, you was cuffin' a bop
Like, you was eatin' her box
Like, the next day you call me, you burnin', you feel a lil' hot
Bitch, you remember that day it was just me, you, and pop?
I was tryna catch you and cut off your top
Was gon' let him rock, now he shot
And his backup dancers better keep a chop
Like, fuck Jenn, I'ma pack me a dyke (I'ma pack me a)
Like, you better not be at that light
Like, Tata 4'1, he can't fight
They was beatin' on Jenn, man, you know that ain't right (you know that ain't right)
Like, Iffy could've lost his life if he hit the right (If he hit the)
Lil' bro gon' throw fifteen off that bike (baow, baow)
Shh, Mama Kr we add to the cyph'
I two-two'd the rifle, them bullets gon' bite (baow, baow)
Flock 'em down, bitch, I came with my snipe
Heard E with the dot put the gun to his, like
Like, heard E with the dot put the gun to his height
Like, off the deuce, Notti Boppin'
Like, off the deuce, Notti Boppin', get poked with my knife
Keep dissin' my block, we gon' bend in the night
Be on 180th, I'm wavin' my pipe
Throwin' shot after shot, watch 'em all take flight
They don't wanna spin it, well, link up and fight (suck my dick)
We gon' bend through Chester, me and my best friend flick on that dyke (ah, ah)
I think that's a rapper, catch Kr, we gon' beat him like Mike (baow, baow)
I catch Sha Gz, I'ma flick on this beam, better get out the
Like, now it's lit, gotta tote on my knock (gotta tote on my)
Like, I'm tryna make somethin' drop (baow, baow)
We gon' walk through that block
If I catch Sha Gz, I'ma up it and flock
Like, nigga, the day you got shot
You was cryin' like a bitch, sayin' you gotta stop (llke, word to bro)
Nesty Ghana, dirty and popped
Ashley draws gotta get off that block (ah, ha)
I almost forgot, Sha Gz, you was dirty, you was cuffin' a bop
Like, you was eatin' her box
Like, the next day you call me, you burnin', you feel a lil' hot
Bitch, you remember that day it was just me, you, and Pop? (baow)
I was tryna catch you and cut off your top (baow)
Was gon' let him rock, now he shot
And his backup dancers better keep a chop
Like, grrah, E-b-s
Grrah (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Everything dead, everything dead (like)
Grrah, this my shit, nigga
