C.O.E lyrics

[Intro: PJ Glizzy & B-Lovee]
Is this Glvck?
Grrah, gang, gang, gang
Grrah, grrah
Grrah-grrah

[Chorus: B-Lovee, Sha EK, PJ Glizzy]
f*ck all the opps, I got shots to whoever
Got a dot on the side of baretta
My lil' thottie too hottie, she hot
Run up with Scottie2Hottie, he shot
I'm movin' sturdy when I'm off the yerky
PJ and B-Lovee, they stay movin' hot
Opp died, he put trust in a thot
Jay Gz just posted n*gga, in the spot
I just might slide to his block wit' a dirt bike
I'ma keep clickin'-clickin' 'til he drop
Opps keep callin' my line, we don't front sh*t
He totin' big knockers, b*tch, this ain't no Glock

[Verse: Sha EK, B-Lovee, PJ Glizzy]
Fifteen-hundred, what they gotta pay me
Goofy boy that got hit, tried to play me
She got high off the drugs then she ate me
They want some problems, I brought chop in the function
Dumb n*ggas soft, thеy got knockers for nothin'
Two opps got hit, one spot, that's nothin'
Like, dump that chop, stop bluffin'
Wе gon' shoot a movie, we ain't wit' the tusslin'
New attachments, like beams and them scopes
Hit his head, we ain't leavin' him hope
I keep tryna take the whole gang on my back Totin' Sally, no, I cannot lack
Baba, she trickin', yeah, she got the strap
Baba, she structure, pop out, yeah, she tact'
We done made that lil' b*tch dump the knocker
Spin through the oppers, that lil' b*tch took a risk
I be mad these n*ggas took my sh*t
But I'm still gon' slide up with the 'rips
Pop out the cut, like, you better not trip
I pray to god every time that I sin
Thotties on thotties, and she swingin' friends
Casamigo got 'em in the mood
Baby freaky, creeping'on the tool I be spinnin', trippin' wit' a broom
I be smokin' on the Lotti, mix it wit' the Dummy
I don't know which I'ma choose
Spin through the east, don't die like, yeah
They put that boy in a highlight
Like, y'all rapper n*ggas gotta stop
Like, I'm really out here spinnin' blocks
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Like, dump that chop, stop bluffin'
We gon' shoot a movie, we ain't wit' the tusslin'
New attachments, like beams and them scopes
Hit his head, we ain't leavin' him hope
[Chorus: B-Lovee, Sha EK, PJ Glizzy]
f*ck all the opps, I got shots to whoever
Got a dot on the side of baretta
My lil' thottie too hottie, she hot
Run up with Scottie2Hottie, he shot
I'm movin' sturdy when I'm off the yerky
PJ and B-Lovee, they stay movin' hot
Opp died, he put trust in a thot
Jay Gz just posted n*gga, in the spot
I might just slide to his block wit' a dirt bike
I'ma keep clickin'-clickin', 'til he drop
Opps keep callin' my line, we don't front sh*t
He totin' big knockers, b*tch, this ain't no Glock
Fifteen-hundred, what they gotta pay me
Goofy boy that got hit, tried to play me

[Outro: Sha Ek & PJ Glizzy]
Look, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Yeah, OGZ the f*ck up
Suck my f*ckin' di*k
Gang, gang, gang