Suck my dick, nigga

Grrah

It′s that Dudeylo nigga, suck my dick, you heard?

Every opp shot

Ayo Dudey', pass me the fuckin′ knocks (Ahh)

Grrah (Ahh)

I'm wit' Roscoe, and he totin′ the knocker

He get shot if he throw up a Flocka

Spin through the Sev, we yellin′, 'We got one"

Like, you can shot if you talkin′ on Notti

Lee, Gas, Bobby

Blay, Rip, Nazzy

Spin to his grave just to dig up his body

Hundred packs, gon' die right there

We know where you at, we gon′ slide right there

Shot after shot, throw nine right there

He got hit for throwin' up shots right there

Ayo Paco, why the fuck is you sayin′ my name?

Like, you don't take risks for your gang

You a bitch, stop chasin' the fame

Nigga passed through ya′ block and you ain′t do a thing

That's on bro, I was takin′ a trip

Ayo Dami, you know what I did

That was me, and on G, you coulda' performed

But instead you was duckin′ ya' wig

Benz, J.O, Matt, Hick

It′s like names in my spliff

And tell, Shh, to go pick up his face

Hop out, now it's time to play chase

Children on me, just spray 'em like mace, rrah-rrah-rrah

And brodie told me, "Don′t stop, keep rappin′"

Notti died, I was hurtin' on [?]

And they know on that block, I was blackin′

Man dead, you can't ask ′em what happened

Like, fuck all black, do a drill in some fashion

Fuck Lee, nigga gone like magic

Yo Dudeylo, let's spin through they block

Tryna put a Gunna on his top

DayDay in public, send shot after shot

Call up [Pezo?], you know that′s the rock, grrah

I bet Ddot go get if I tell 'em

On the block, tryna flick every petal

Spin through the Sev, tryna flock at a revel, grrah

Actin' lit, Notti always show faces

Free the bros up top fightin′ cases

Like, my niggas all rap, same paces

So many opps got hit, can′t name 'em, like

I just threw, Dudey wit′ me, he totin' a chop

Try to run up and you know I′ma flock

Ayo Roscoe, who that?

If he say the wrong thing, he get shot in his back

Ayo Melly, you a bum

Stop puttin' my name in y′all track

When I see you, I'm lettin' it clap

I′m smokin′ on Rah, he went out in a pack

No cap, can't go out like Rite

He a bitch, he got shot in his face

When we spin through the Two we ain′t leavin' no trace

See a opp, I′ma up it and flame

Talkin' on Notti, you know he get shot

Smokin′ MS, got put in a box

"Ahhh", that's what you heard when he got shot

Hang out the V, tryna dump at his mata

I can't wait ′til I catch me a Flocka

What you know about bendin′ our block?

Me and bro two deep wit' two knocks

Shot after shot, opp after opp

Keep clickin′, I tell 'em, "Don′t stop"

We the face of the city

Catch Mali, we do 'em like Rippy

Stop sayin′ our names in y'all tracks

Lotti, Rah, packed

It's lil′ Ddot, you know that I′m back

Hang out the V, tryna click off a Makk

Matt, Lotti, Rite

Rippy, Nazzy, Blay

Like, Kurt, got shot in his face

Try to run up, you know I'ma spray

Rah got clapped in the whip, nobody did shit

When we spin through the Two′s, who bitch at? I'm off the hit

I′m smokin' on Rite, lil′ boy get to see the light

Try to run up, nigga, I don't fight

SevSideK, y'all just for the hype, fact

Yo DD, get ′em

Hop out the V, lil′ bro won't miss ′em

Shots to they bod', I bet he go missin′

Back out the cane, you know I'ma blitz ′em

Like, how can I go out like—

He went out like a bitch

How many niggas done died on they strip?

Tweak on the beat, tryna make this a hit, like

When you run into me, what you gon' do?

Sped back, tryna do 'em like Lu, grrah-grrah

Like, Kee and Gaddy

That′s two opps that went out badly

Lotti screamed, "Please don′t stab me", grrah

Lotti screamed, "Please don't stab me", like

Grrah, grrah, like

Don′t you think, I got a stick

Talkin' on Notti, get hit in ya′ shit, like

DD wit' me told ′em, "Pass me the grip", like

Like, all these dead niggas in a spliff

Like, glah, where they at?

Late night, tryna spin through the Jack

Like, get low, hit a stack

And she on my body, she know that I'm Mat

Next thing, told [?] to lose it

If he talkin' on Notti get lit like a loosie

She on my body, she want me to do her

In the back of the V, she gon′ gimme medula

Bend through they block so we gotta manuever.