Love DThang lyrics

[Intro]
(You know Borleone shot this sh*t)
(You are watching a master at work)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom (E-E-E-Ez)
Ayo, turn me up, Eli (Like)
Grrah
RPT, four-sev', four-sev'
Gang, gang, gang, n*gga (Grrah)
Even my guela know that
Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put an O before my Y (For sure)

[Chorus]
They keep sayin' my name, so I'm back on that sh*t
I told Bando, "Just dump out the whip" (Get that n*gga)
When you mention the Bronx, say my name, I'm legit (RPT)
Like, I ain't passin' my gun, I won't miss (Gang, gang, gang)
Got unlimited guns, got a gun with a switch (Grr)
Like, he just runnin', prayin' that he trip (At all, at all)
And they know that I started this sh*t (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Like, come to my block and that car gettin' flipped (Get that n*gga)
They keep sayin' my name, so I'm back on that sh*t (Like, how? Like, what? Gang, gang, gang)
I told Bando, "Just dump out thе whip"
When you mention the Bronx, say my namе, I'm legit (Grrah, grrah)
Like, I ain't passin' my gun, I won't miss (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Got unlimited guns, got a gun with a switch (At all, at all)
Like, he just runnin', prayin' that he trip (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And they know that I started this sh*t (For sure)
Like, come to my block and that car gettin' flipped (Like, get that n*gga)
[Verse]
I'm a demon starin' at the V (Who that?)
Who that? Get close, let's see, like (Who that? Who that?)
Oh, they talkin' on Rah, we spinnin' for a week (Like, what?)
And the first O we see, we knock him off his feet (Like, get that n*gga)
Like, OYO what? (OYO what? K)
They know we tote guns like the Navy (Gang, gang)
Can't forget that lil' Edot a baby (Grrah, grrah)
Like, spinnin' the Courts, we did it on a daily (For sure)
She like, "DThang, you crazy," f*ck that (She like, "DThang, you crazy")
If he say the wrong thing, we gon' up that (Grrah)
Last opp that I caught, he ain't bust back (Grrah, grrah, he ain't buss back)
I told Stacks, "Just lift him," aimin' for his mustache (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Like, none of y'all n*ggas is factors (Like, what?)
Now all of y'all n*ggas is rappers (Like, how? Like, how?)
Like, now we on Courtlandt lookin' for the cappers (We what?)
If he throw up a O, he goin' in the Backwood (Die O's)
And B-Lovee tryna live off Kay Flock (Like, what?)
Like, you cannot do that forever (You can't)
Like, you better get it together (At all, at all)
Fell in love with the blitzin' and shootin' Berettas (Like, get that n*gga)
Like, she is a smoochie (Smoochie)
She let me f*ck from the back when I met her (HD, HD)
Oh, she jackin' the opps, huh? (HD, HD)
So we sh*t that b*tch right out of her sweater (Get that b*tch)
And she know I'm the GOAT (And she know I'm the—)
So she come to my block any weather (She come to my block any— huh?)
[Chorus]
They keep sayin' my name, so I'm back on that sh*t
I told Bando, "Just dump out the whip" (Grrah, grrah, boom)
When you mention the Bronx, say my name, I'm legit (RPT)
Like, I ain't passin' my gun, I won't miss (Gang, gang, gang)
Got unlimited guns, got a gun with a switch (Grrt)
Like, he just runnin', prayin' that he trip (At all, at all)
And they know that I started this sh*t (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Like, come to my block and that car gettin' flipped (Like, get that n*gga)
They keep sayin' my name, so I'm back on that sh*t (Like, how? Like, what? Gang, gang, gang)
I told Bando, "Just dump out the whip" (Grrah)
When you mention the Bronx, say my name, I'm legit (RPT)
Like, I ain't passin' my gun, I won't miss (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Got unlimited guns, got a gun with a switch (At all, at all)
Like, he just runnin', prayin' that he trip (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And they know that I started this sh*t (For sure, for sure, for sure)
Like, come to my block and that car getting flipped (Like, get that n*gga)

[Outro]
Yo, it's that DThang n*gga, make 'em jiggy 'fore we shoot 'em, you heard?
R.I.P. Woo
Yo, long live Rah, n*gga
Grrah, forever Beans, n*gga, LLB for life
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
I'm a demon starin' at the V
Who that? Get close, let's see, like
Oh, they talkin' on Rah, we spinnin' for a week
And the first O we see, we knock him off his feet