Tactical lyrics

[Intro: Nay Benz & Jo Bandz]
Yoz, what you tellin' me?
I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to get on timin'
You buggin', right? Grrah
DOA, DOA, 83rd, no L'zzz, lil' b*tch, grrah (Grrah, grrah)

[Chorus: Nay Benz]
Say spinnin' the S lookin' for a dyke?
I'm outside and I'm totin' my pipe
If he run up, then he gon' miss his flight
When he seen Naz, wasn't tryna fight
If I catch a Double, he gon' see the light
Hittin' civilians, I know that they tight
Smokin' on AJ, should've took a bike
He could get shot for not movin' right

[Verse 1: Nay Benz]
83rd, no L'zzz, they don't know what they started
For bro, I'ma go to the hardest
Don't need a Perc' to go dumb or retarded
I up with two hands when I aim at my target
Smokin' on Rah, he died on the phone
In the cab, caught a shot to the dome
And Mo Benji was duckin' his chrome
Love my mama, gotta make it home
They know I be buggin', talkin' every track
Can't go out like Yus, got shot in his back
This sh*t is funny, I could never lack
Rico gon' boom if he throw up the Hat
Like, why all these pus*y n*ggas say my name?
Like, who really upped it and flamed?
Pass it to JO, he gon' do his thing
When he aimin' for legs, you got shot in the brain
[Verse 2: Jo Bandz]
Why these n*ggas keep dissin' the gang like DOA, GBG don't put in pain?
And I heard you got shot by a b*tch
That would never be me, would've upped it and click
Move Look got hit in his sh*t
Roscoe got beat for some chips
Yellow got left on y'all strip
And y'all dissin' the gang and y'all still ain't do sh*t
If I catch me a jiggy, get sent like he OY
f*ck the O, they link up, they could both die
Smokin' on Caine, I swear that I'm so high
Bend the O and I'm lookin' for Edot
Talkin' on Nazzy, I'm lettin' that heat flock
Like, what? Like, what? Like, what? Like
Grrah, grrah, grrah

[Verse 3: Mhady2Hottie]
Don't think sh*t sweet, f*ck all this rappin'
I'm really outside tryna catch me a P
Spinnin' blocks every week
n*ggas be duckin' and dodgin' when they see me hop out the V
Put this song on repeat
Just so you n*ggas can listen and know I ain't duckin' no beef
f*ck Rah, left his brains on the seat
Face shot gang, he got left in the V
But, hol' on, let me switch it up
Hope you lil' n*ggas come and listen up
Got a chop, tryna hit 'em up
We makin' movies, ain't talkin' no cinema
[Verse 4: Nay Benz]
Like, f*ck what these n*ggas be chattin'
Smokin' on Rah, mix AJ to match it
They know my body, I'm totin' that ratchet
Rest in p*ss Lotti, got put in a casket
Can't beef with the 8, all them n*ggas is gay
Don't got the knock, we gon' beat him like Say
I throw like five, then I pass it to Day
Finish the clip, leave him where he lay
I'm tryna put a n*gga on the Citizen
f*ck BG, got booked for the innocent
I'm tryna put a n*gga on the Citizen
f*ck BG, got booked for the innocent

[Chorus: Nay Benz]
Say spinnin' the S lookin' for a dyke?
I'm outside and I'm totin' my pipe
If he run up, then he gon' miss his flight
When he seen Naz, wasn't tryna fight
If I catch a Double, he gon' see the light
Hittin' civilians, I know that they tight
Smokin' on AJ, should've took a bike
He could get shot for not movin' right
Say spinnin' the S lookin' for a dyke?
I'm outside and I'm totin' my pipe
If he run up, then he gon' miss his flight
When he seen Naz, wasn't tryna fight
If I catch a Double, he gon' see the light
Hittin' civilians, I know that they tight
Smokin' on AJ, should've took a bike
He could get shot for not movin' right
[Outro: Jo Bandz]
Like, what?
Grrah, grrah, grrah
DOA, GBG, gang
83rd, no L'zzz, lil' b*tch, grrah