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Like why niggas on my dick?
Big Face of Harlem
Everything for Amir
We throw up the A, that's for Adot

How you an oota, but don't got no knocks?
How you see me and ain't dump a shot?
He ain't die, so we smoking his pops
On this side, we be playing with chops
I don't name drop, cuz I'm wit it
Big EBK, throw a shot at his fitted
Like, how ya running but I didn't click it?
Free SB, we like Jordan & Pippen
Tryna diss me, that nigga a clown
Got shot in his leg, now he paralyzed down
Like a beyblade, we spinning around
Like, lil nigga I'm talk of the town
Big MBL, brought that shit from the ground
Like a logo, put 'em in the ground
Throw that shit up, then we throw it down
Niggas cappin', go wear cap and gown
Niggas dissin', I'm upset
Big EBK, keep my foot on ya necks
I'm up now and ya still don't got next
Dissin' my niggas a ticket to death
Tried to run, but he tripped on the steps
Ain't hiding lil nigga, come spin thru Lex
New opp, caught a shot to the chest
EBK BOE, Everything dead
If its beef, its no time to dead it
Stop dissin', cuz you gon' regret it
Like, lil nigga you goin' to heaven
Throw up the shh, he gon' go out like Kevin
He tryna box, but the chop in the coat
Like how you running, I ain't throw like
He tried to duck, caught a shot to the nose
Got a thotty to line him, let's go
Bitch I'm the one, and I shoot like D Rose
Like what, ya niggas is broke
Other side bummy, niggas sharing clothes
Big EBK, bitch you know how it goes
Play the opps, then we clearing the function
I might just up it, back out in public
Bloody site on the scene, its disgusting
Don't got the pole, he get poked in the stomach
She a thot, she beggin' for dick
Trip 'em, clip 'em, beat 'em wit his kicks
Ray died, now he all in my spliff
He tried to duck from the glah glah
He a dog, then I'm Michael Vick
On my dolo, don't need no assist
For my niggas, I'm taking that risk
Got a dot and a scope on the glah glah glah
Walk thru they block screaming everyting dead
Faceshot, put the beam on his head
She tryna rump, she can't sleep in my bed
Like, she treeshy, leave her on read
EBK, bitch they know what I rep
Go dumb, Ed Eddy and Edd
Check his pulse, how we fill him wit led
Can't hang wit no snakes, just like Sanjay and Craig
Its a whole lotta red, when we pop out that whip
Even Playboi Carti know that shit
He tried to run, but that dumb nigga tripped
Hunnid round, Ima empty the clip
If you think shit sweet, then yo ass getting popped
Duck your taco when we spin that block
Kash a rat, why you walkin' wit cops?
Free SB, Mr. Don't Make It Hot Like
Have a bitch get the drop, then its lit
Big MBL, I don't care who you is
Can't go out like dumbass, got shot in his hip
Marco a bitch, he got shot in a whip
Ain't just a rapper, lil nigga I'm 'bout it
Free my demons, get bro off the island
Spin opposition, looking for a challenge
She ride it like Megan Thee Stallion
MBL Flavioo, bitch I'm the what?
Niggas mad cuz lil bitch I'm the one
Please don't come to telly with no gun
Smoking on Douley, shit punching my lungs
Niggas mad cuz lil bitch I'm the one
Please don't come to telly with no gun
Smoking on Douley, shit punching my lungs
Got a scope on the glah glah glah

Everything dead, f*ck all the opps, everything for Amir
MBL MBL MBL

If they linkup, then they heaven-sent
Got a casket, suit 'em like the president
On a drill, kill 'em too cuz they evidence
Back out sum shit, that a knock down an elephant
Do a drill, I might slide to his residence
9 millimeter go glah glah glah
We throwing shots and they catching it
Niggas mad, I ran it up on accident
I'm a legend, like a veteran
I make it rain on the block, where the weatherman?
And I'm tired of the diss
So its everything dead, like suck my dick
Hopout, come and spin
Drive up, throw a shot, hit his top thru the tints
Took a loss, gotta win
If he throw up a P, he goin' in a spliff
Tryna catch me a hit
Everytime we link up, niggas never do shit
Tryna catch me a hit
Everytime we link up, niggas never do shit
Its everything dead, when you run up on me
I can't box with this gun up on me
She see I'm famous, she love up on me
And I post on that block, like McGee

Glah Glah
Glah Glah Boom

Everything dead, nigga

Like I said before, keep a chop
Cuz we tryna send 'em to God
4 options on my block
Play ball, trap or killing, or you rob
She the line, no I can't cuff like
Pole jam, he get beat with the gun like
We on they block, posted up like wassup like
Don't got the pokey, then he getting punched like
Hop out, spin your block like a remix
Kill everybody, ain't tryna get even
She tryna line me, so I gotta squeeze it
Cannot go, cuz we always on defense
Flavioo on the block like a center
Got the heat, make it hot in the winter
Big dog, yea them niggas beginners
Pray to God, cuz he know I'm a sinner
Flavioo make the choppa go glah glah
Like we putting niggas on Fox 5
Walkdown gang, don't care 'bout no drivebys
He join the opps, then I'm bringing my mob ties
On court, while they sit on the sidelines
Spotemwegotem, put 'em in my highlights
In the dark, got a beam in the nighttime
We got one, caught him at the right time

Glah Glah
Glah Glah Boom
Gang
Gang Gang Gang
Everything Dead Nigga
MBL MBL MBL
Everything for Ran, Everything for Taee
Everything for Amir
We throw up the A, that's for Adot

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