(KayArchon)

Walk down gang, we gon′ leave him to pieces (like, what?)

Spot a opp, I might up it and firePass me the Jiggy, I'm tryna get higher (like, what? Like, what?)

Put a O in his face, he′s a tire

Three deep, I'm with Jenny and Miah (yeah, gang)

Opp thot, she get hit through the wig (like, what?)

Like, I'ma up, I don′t need an assist

Big EBK, like, I did what I did

Like, no, where he go? (Where he go?)

Don′t run, red beam on his throat (like what?)

And the shit that I tote can't fit in my coat (can′t fit in my coat)

B-big gun, it can't fit in my sweater

When I spin, .30s are better

Shе a thot, she on top with her legs up

I′m a dеmon on court, I'ma threat (like, what? Like, what?)

Suck my dick, EK, you next

She a thot, 41 boppin′

Oh my god, what happened to-, wait

How you tough, you don't do what you claim (claim)

He not a 'ooter, he don′t put in pain (pain)

How you tough, too deep, and you copped it (like, what? Like, what?)

I was 13 with a switch in my pocket

She a freak, so I beat up the box (like, what? Like, what?)

Like, she get nasty, she know how to slop

How you tryna be something you not? (You not)

And I′m big EOS nigga, every opp shot (every opp shot)

Like a package, put 'em in a box (in a box)

And they call me Dwyane ′cause I'm nice with the rock

Me and Mellz too deep, two beams, two knocks

In the V gettin′ diddy off 'Dot (he dead)

Ain′t no case, and yeah I did a lot

They gon' think ima janitor I came wit' a mop

He ain′t tough when his back is a battery (on bro)

Yeah these niggas be livin′ in fantasies (what?)

These niggas not really outside

Put the beam to his face, he gotta face reality

Don't run, where he go?

He gon′ get shot if he throw up a O

Everything deady, yeah, everybody know (on bro)

And he look like a clown, red beam on his nose (on bro, on bro)

Don't run, don′t trip (don't trip)

Mr. Everything deady walkin′ through they shit (don't run, don't run)

Oh, they mad, ′cause they mans in a spliff?

All of the opp niggas suck my dick

What′s up? Then it's lit

Suck my dick Lefty, you a bitch (on bro)

Spinnin′ through Courtland, I'm bumpin′ my shit

If he throw up a O then somebody get hit

She a thotty, she bittin' the sheet (what? Damn)

He tried to run but I already peep

Runnin′ and dumpin', he think it's a dream

I can not fuck if that bitch is a keen

Send a choppa it′s hittin′ his spleen

Bullets are nice, so they makin' him lean (like, what?)

Now that dummy asleep

Ballin′ on court, 41 is a team

She tryna pull up, she don't need a license (like, damn)

I said, "Dotty is punchin′ like Tyson"

Spin in the morning I see the horizon (horizon)

Like, I'm a sun ′cause the demon is rising (rising)

And the bullets can never be rising

Spin in a V, I don't care 'bout a permit

Said that boy, he got washed, detergent

Like if I get me a dono, I earned it

I′m a dolo, like I am a threat

And the beam is a chain like it stay on his chest

I get bigger, don′t get me upset

And these niggas is mad they can't run up a check

In the field, I′m playin' soccer (soccer)

She a baddie she tote on the knocker (the knocker)

He tried to run, he get turned into grabber

Like, on the scene make it hot, like lava

Tata, 41 bop in this shit (41 bop)

Movin′ iffy, I'm rockin′ this shit (I'm ro-)

Runnin' plays like Popovich (like what? Like, what?)

Shordie she poppin′ and lockin′ it like

And the pussy I'm beatin′ it up (I'm beatin′ it up)

And the dick know she eatin' it up (she eatin′ it up)

Turn off the V catchin' me in a truck (catchin' me in a what)

Lotto got the lotto′ he readin′ it up like damn (reedin', reedin′ it up)

Hold on swear that I'm clutch (swear that i′m clutch like damn)

Kay up with the gun and he'll what

Then we bought then we knucklin′ up (like what)

Bro hop out controllin' the cut like

Two step leanin' off the lean (off the lean)

Damn, I got the knock wit′ a beam (wit′ a beam)

I just been waiting I'm itchin′ to creep (itchin' to creep)

You feelin′ froggy, nigga, better leave

Like woah, told bro, "Dump that pole"

Run up on me, I up that pole

And his bro got turned to a ghost

She a baddie, the dick in her throat

Drop down window click and click and click

I'ma just click ′til it's empty (go go)

And she in the back of the renty (like what? Like)

You know my bitch I just fuck off the Henny

I called up Jay, told bro, "We slidin'" (like, what?)

Where they at? Man, these niggas is hidin′ (where they at?)

Fuck that, spin back, rewind it (like what)

Who that?

I spot ′em (damn, damn)

So I got 'em

And I drop ′em (like)

On court, John Stockton (keep playin', bitch)

Keep clickin′, keep flockin'

Do a dot, man, this shit not a option

Lotto, he be totin′ on the grip (like, what?)

Drop that body-ody to the floor, like

Lotto done came through the door (gang, gang)

40 start bangin' let a nigga know like (like, damn, damn)

Like no, baby, lettin' it rip (like, what?)

Told Lilo, he need a stitch (damn, damn)

Toe tag gang out the whip

Boy think he drippin, if I see bullets make em trip

Off the Migos, she fiendin′ for hell (what?)

Off the yerky she holdin′ it down (holdin' it down)

Lil′ baby wanna be down (wanna be down)

Lato the brother, the king of the town

Bro go toss, V flip (V flip)

Detour ross, bully Rick

Got a baddie totin' on a stick

Nike keep tickin, tick it, I′ma click (tote on what?)

Said to ho, "Yeah, these niggas not slick"

He don't know, hear Lato, make him hit

Shh, shit, sit on my hip

Know that shawty-awty got a kick

Up an O, put an O in this steam (O in this what?)

Why these lil′ niggas steppin' for me?

I'm just gon′ put ′em to sleep

Lato cuckoo with the ru', you get hit in your sleep

Jump a nigga′s pants, pull them by the seam (like)

His reaction when we in the scene, damn

Slap that up, I make it bleed, damn (damn)

Muddy off Molly, I'm T, damn

You my dog, hang out the V

Puff a ′Y, he dug, ain't no heat

I might spin in a Bimmer wit′ P

Fuck her up, put her dead on his tee

Mask on but its not for the virus

Boppin' a bitch, make her see the horizon

Tough on the net, Ima slide when they typin'

Stevie Wonder, I shoot with no guidance

Bodies on bodies, shit fuck up my focus

Everything dead once the demon has spoken

It′s some bitches that′s gon' meet they maker

Backed out my nine and she backed out a taser

Drop the addy I spin til′ I'm dizzy

Not letting up nothing, I′m staying on 50

What's the point being somethin you not?

Catch a opp bitch in person, that person get shot

Know some bitches get right in the trap

Opp niggas died and we know that′s a fact

Like we was beefing, now she in a pack

Now he dead, miss his deady, y'all won't get him back (Notti)

′Bout my brothers, I′ll bury a block

Just to fuck everybody, it's everyone shot

Like ain′t no love, we was sliming and shit

If it's up and it′s lit, come and slide with a bitch

Like never lackin', attached to my grip

Gotta watch who around me, they want me to slip

Everything dead, know your mans in a spliff

All my niggas is here, that′s why I never trip

How the fuck ya mans turn to a opp?

'Cause y'all bitches is funny, I stay on my block

EBK baby, don′t care who get shot

Bitches sayin′ it's up but they know that it′s not, bitch!

Top two, and I'm not two, bitch

At me

Everything dead, all the opps is shot

Deady

Dead