GOMD lyrics

[Intro]
(Baow, baow)
(Baow, F's, baow, F’s)

[Verse 1]
Droy stabbed, they never took trips
I heard [?], started making him dip
I don't need a team, on my doley, I'll flick
I glitch, how you think imma cut from my b*tch
Can’t get a ski, Covid mask then a twist
I get crazy on Kreeps, spot a Makk imma glitch
Watch how you speak, I throw for my b*tch
I throw back to back cut the bullsh*t, no wigs
Jay saw me, I made him duck
Ain't even blow and he ran he a bluff
The score 3-0, man y'all lil' n*ggas suck
Should've thrown on his b*tch man I don't give a f*ck
KODK, we don't f*ck with those Kreeps (Die Makk)
Mention my bro watch me spin on repeat, spin on the Kreeps, show em' who creep
We troop with three deep, with the river sh*t sweet
Anytime broad day, we could ball
If he Makk and it ball, then his dreads gon’ fall
Step back to elitе, n*gga watch when I cross
If I get in my form with the right imma toss
KOD what? Watch how I blast еm’
Tryna run but these bullets gon' catch him
b*tch I’m die Makk, never ducking no action
See a Makk, imma dump with this Ashton
Wick, scapped, n*gga a vic
Like Nazzy did bad, n*gga ran with his grip
Fatboy tagged, get the f*ck off my--
Like Fatboy tagged, get the f*ck off my di*k
Gio got shot he did nothing, he ass
I get crazy on court with the ball, better ask
Like get out my way when I creep and I spazz
Spot a Makk outta bounds, imma glitch with no mask
F Block what? Like 43rdK man y'all lil n*ggas butt
Face recognition, I spot him he done
Got a beam and a .9 ain't no way you could run
Fatboy shot, shoulder feeling hot
I got multiple scenes, everybody hate Dot
Word to bro, we was just on the Kreeps three deep
Me, Mixy, Gleesh
n*gga Woody saw G on his back and got missin'
Like n*gga ain’t learn, why the f*ck he still dissin'?
Eli a kid, [?]
It's a no dub zone, n*gga Fatboy ain't listen
(Why the f*ck, can't you listen?)
It's a no dub zone, n*gga Fatboy ain't--
(Why the f*ck he ain't listen?)
It's a no dub zone, n*gga Fat--
Why I keep hearing my name in they songs?
Fatboy shoulder, I had to perform
Yell "Kreep", watch me get in my form
Y'know he get clapped if he jackin' 64
Don't got the G, knuckle up and we rip em'
Puff past n*gga Bino, we sip him (f*ck Bino, n*gga)
Creep up, bet this .40 ain't gon' miss him
We do the score, why you think that we diss him?
Mentioning bro every day, I've been bendin'
Hope God, forgive me I gotta keep- (Sinning)
They mentioning bro, not gon' stop till we winnin'
Play 2 on the corner, I gotta get with em'
Bino dead, he got hit off the creep up
Spinnin through Davo tryna show em' who creeper
Smack a lil' b*tch with the back of the--
Tryna smack a lil' b*tch with the back of the heater

(Outro)
(f*ck KOD n*gga, f*ck Web, f*ck all that sh*t)
(f*ck Wash, f*ck all the dubs n*gga)
(KODK n*gga, suck my di*k)