grrah, grrah-grrah Yo, turn that shit up Grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow Like, every opp shot, nigga Grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow Suck my dick Don't run, don't trip Don't run, don't trip Dubski Go ask my opps, it get ugly I could do like Ice did to Sonny Think I'm lacking? That nigga a dummy He think I'm a rapper, he think this shit funny Okay, dump both ways Flip through the fours while I'm yelling out "Dubski" Don't-don't run, don't-don't trip They know my body, Mr. Throw More Than Six On a Revel, or a Lyft Hop-out gang I bought him and his bitch F-F-Fuck it I'm in fashion, I bet I'll still up it He the fastest, don't know where I'm running Fuck it, back out put the beat on in public Grrah, grrah, grrah, keep dumping Edot Baby, that kid ain't on nothing On JayRip, got most of 'em ducking Grrah, grrah, nigga stop putting names in your song You alright? Something is wrong Bent up my block, show me you perform They can't wait 'til they catch 'em a what? Okay, let's get it on EBK, bitch, I'm feeling like Melly He get shot if he tote in the deli Make it sexy (sexy) Bitches get shot, it get heavy Like with Nesty My .45 hold 6, throwing deadies Wit' his bestie, in the ground EBK, he with Mexi And free Freddy, miss the opp, better pop like confetti Is you ready? We gon' bend through that block, leave it messy Bitch, I'm a stomper, I don't really step Nigga I'm a vet' Better come correct I'm a demon, so watch who you check Always lit, say less I done slept wit' a Nine Trey, pound 'em with TEC See a opp, fuckin' duh I'ma wreck Catch an LV put him on his neck Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom