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[Intro: ASSASIN & Nesty Floxks]
War's too nasty (Like, grrah, grrah-grrah)
Look
We gon' spin through the Bridge and leave 'em in river
Ayo, suck my di*k, it's that Nesty Floxks n*gga

[Chorus: Melly G]
Why all these n*ggas is talkin' on Rah? (E4Rah)
Get to bendin', sh*t'll never stop
Knock get pus*y poppin' like a thot
Like, smokin' on JB, should've had his chop
We be bendin', tryna catch a opp
If we get to clickin', watch his body drop
I'm a demon, tryna catch a Flock, like
Send him to Heaven, send 'em with Allah

[Verse 1: ASSASIN]
Like, no second guessin', new n*ggas is fraud (Don't run)
How you opp? You don't got a knock
I only tote Megan and it got a WAP (Grrah)
Like, what? n*gga, suck my c*ck
This TEC hold thirty, no, I ain't tryna box
Don't stop, n*gga movin' wock
I'm still on that block, posted like a stop
Ask them, boy, I did a lot
[Verse 2: Nesty Floxks]
Rah Rah gang, sh*t nevеr gon' stop, like
No cap, I was drillin' with Pop, like
Pop out, big .32 in my sock (Grrah)
DOA-K, he got hit with a rock (Grrah-grrah)
Free thе guys that's stuck in a box (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Free the guys that's stuck in the can, like
Who gon' ride when sh*t hit the fan? (Grrt-rrah)
R.I.P bro, that wasn't the plan (Grrt-rrah)
See a Munna, I up it, like, damn
In the back of the van, like
Brodie got knocked with the knocks, like, damn
And they told on my mans, like
One false move, I'ma clear the whole block out
Roscoe got beat, got drilled, got knocked out
She a BM, she wanna have fun now
Nut on her face and I call her a cow, now

[Verse 3: Melly G]
n*ggas could die tryna see what we on
Cut my block, just watch us perform, like
I see a Munna? This gun gettin' drawn
Feelin' like Ash, tryna catch 'em all
He was jokin', now that n*gga gone, like
Bendin' my block? I'm boomin', watch 'em fall
I got shots if they wanna ball
Do 'em dirty like Dan, I'm boomin' till he gone
[Verse 4: ASSASIN]
I'm pushin' these dead n*ggas at Gustavo (What?)
Lil' Biatchy, n*gga, who shot you?
If he dump that, b*tch, that's my brother, I follow
We make movies, somethin' in Apollo, like
Roll up them dead n*ggas by the kilo
Pour a 4, n*gga, in my faygo (Nazzy)
On the Sev, too tact, movin' like a John Doe
Put 'em to bed, n*gga, with no pillow (Grrah-grrah, boom)

[Chorus: Melly G]
Why all these n*ggas is talkin' on Rah?
Get to bendin', sh*t'll never stop
Knock get pus*y poppin' like a thot
Like, smokin' on JB, should've had his chop
We be bendin', tryna catch a opp
If we get to clickin', watch his body drop
I'm a demon, tryna catch a Flock, like
Send him to Heaven, send 'em with Allah