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[Intro: Lee Drilly and DThang]
94Gz, no Gz like these you heard
Gang, gang, gang gang gang
Jack B's, jack bigger B's, drop my sh*t, we gon' let it squeeze
RPT, four-sev, four-sev (Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby)
Tdot with me
Free Edai
Gang
Stunna, don't geek

[Verse 1: Lee Drilly and DThang]
I'm with Leaky, you know we the Trend twins (Grrah)
If we don't got the gun, we gon' bend 'em (Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom)
n*gga talking on Dummy, we send him (Like, what?)
To the morgue, I ain't talkin' the reverend (Gang, gang, gang)
Noah got dizzy, (Noah) dead kid, name in the Bible, we sent him to heaven (Grrt, baow)
Talk on the gang, you gon' learn your lesson
But DrillyGzzK is more like a death wish (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
If you flashin' the bag, we need all that (Like)
f*ck the 'Rose, see a Baby, abort that (Grrt, baow)
Tdot with me, you know he in all black (Gang)
So you know it get lit when he draw that (Gang, gang, gang)
Tell the opps structure up and move more tact
'Cause they keep getting beat, need to fall back (Like, what?)
Opp got chased thirty times, what you call that? (Like)
Call that Mali, he need to do more track (Gang, gang, gang)
Heard n*ggas lost two mans in one year and nobody died yet (Like, what?)
That’s just bad vibes, y'all live sad lives (Grrt)
Ain't took sh*t on the hop yet (Baow)
We feel free when we spin through they projects (Like)
Tuck it and bust it, I'ma leave you objects (Gang, gang, gang)
Don't talk about beef that we never droppin' (Gang, gang, gang)
Jacob died with his gun and he need to pop it (Grrt)
Hol' on, get low (What?)
Sent a shot and they ducked like limbo (Limbo)
Catch a Rey', he get popped like pimples (Pimples)
Don't got the gun, throw jabs like Kimbo (Gang, gang, gang)
That boy Cin Munna's a bimbo (Like, facts)
And this n*gga's as big as a hippo (Hippo)
Might get a DP if I miss though (Grrt)
Tank vibes, yeah, we lightin' up his disco (Tanky)
Yellow got popped, his life worth fifteen (What?)
Poochie got killed, he was like sixteen (Gang)
Lil' Loc died, put him on a big screen (Gang)
Catch Lil' Bosh, my n*ggas gon' lift him (Gang, gang, gang)
Bluff or get punched, n*ggas gon' blitz him (Like)
Junior got spliffed, bro had big dreams
Noah was drid, went out like a pipsqueak (Noah)
And we see the opps, I told Stunna, "Don't geek" (Gang, gang, gang)
n*ggas ran on they block, hopeless (What?)
Me and Edai, we into the pokin' (Free bro)
Lil' bro DThang and MB is totin' (On bro), and they catch an opp then you know we gon' roll 'em (Gang, gang, gang)
Don't care if he Goonin' or Rollin'' (At all), make sure he an opp
That's on [?] we smoke 'em (Gang, gang, gang)
Yeah, we laugh, but don't think that we jokin' (Grrt)
Two poles deep, double M when I'm throwin' (Gang gang gang)
Free Nas, he locked in them damn chains (Free bro)
Tote on chops, we ain't playing no hand games (At all)
Lil' b*tch hold the gun in her fanny (Like)
f*ck her face, it look like she ate mayonnaise (Gang, gang, gang)
Can't help it, I'm stuck in my damn ways (At all)
Remember days I was riding them damn trains
Now the money is right with my fanbase (Grrt)
Free Spazz Drilly, that's the campaign (RPT)
[Verse 2: DThang]
It's like all of my opps be laced (Grrt)
And do nothing but videos (Like, what?)
How you talk on my name, but don't do what they say?
See EK, get crushed like a Cheerio (Like, suck my di*k)
But I feel like these n*ggas don't hear me though (Like, what?)
See EK, get crushed like a Cheerio (Grrt)
Like (Gang), see EK, get crushed like a Cheerio, like
See EK get—, gang, gang, gang
And I'm on my bullsh*t (Like)
Next opp that I catch, he getting the full clip (Grrt)
I know Tdot gon' off him (Uh-huh)
Told him aim for the head, now we watchin' him fallin' (RPT)
We just dangerous, and they know RPT put up poles and we sanctioned, like (Grrt, shorty a thot)
Fakin', and she all in my cup she like, "DThang, what you drinking?", like (Smoochie)
But she wanna swallow my semen (Like, what?)
But I'm from the streets, she know I'm a demon (Like)
She wanna swallow my semen (Like, what?)
But I'm from the streets, she know I'm a— (Demon)
We gon' backtrack
They keep sucking my di*k for a picture on Snapchat, like
And it's not me (At all)
But they don't got drills, so they saying anything, like (Grrt, suck my di*k)
So they tussle up?
Sha EK little sister got shot, I don't give a f*ck, like (At all, at all)
And his father been dead, n*gga (What?)
I told Tdot to roll 'em up, like
If they jacking OY, we gon' fill 'em up, hit 'em up (Hit 'em up, fill 'em up)
We gon' hit 'em up (Grrt, baow)
If they jacking OY, we gon' hit 'em up, fill 'em up (Suck my di*k, OYK)
We gon'—
I get disrespectful, they keep talking on Woo, so the Gunnaz gon' get up with you, like
If they jackin' the opps, pull up, talk to the thots
I know Kev Gz gon' send a missile, like (Grrt, RPT)
It's like, how many dead n*ggas do y'all got? (Like, what?)
Free the guys, they score like a Wock' (Grrt)
So they gon' keep dissing my block? (Like, what?)
So we gon' keep f*cking they thots (HD)
Pop out, it's a movie (Like, what?)
We got bottles, gang toting toolies (Gang, gang, gang)
We live (Gang), RPT putting on for the guys (RPT)
Don't hide (Grrt)
Stunna pop out, leave 'em fried
[Outro: DThang]
Gang, gang, gang
Don't geek
Gang, gang, gang
It's that DThang, n*gga, make 'em get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard?