Lirik

(Yozora) (Elvis) Like hol' on, it's Edot, baby, it's Edot, baby (Gang-gang-gang) Grrah, grrah, grrah (Grrah-grrah) It's like so many opps I done shot at (Shot at) Long nose, these are regular rifles I ain't tryna fight you, bitch, I'ma light you (Gang-gang-gang, pussy) Spin the Sev like, "I'm lookin' for Rec" I heard a opp got hit in his chest (Benzo) Pussy nigga shoulda had a vest Grrah, grrah, grrah (Gang-gang-gang, grrah, baow) Oh, they want war wit' the goons? Okay (Rrah-rrah-rrah), tryna blitz through the Rey like, "Everyone shot" (Grrah, baow, everyone hit) Put the switch on the Glock Who doin' what? I been terrorizin' blocks Like, bet you his heart'll collapse when we shoot him (Baow, rrah-rrah) Call lil' Dee for the drill, we screw him (Rrah-rrah) He a stain, if he got what I like, I'ma loot him (Grrah) Slide in a V, tell bro, "Throw two of them" (Grrah, boom) Grrah, grrah, grrah, then it's back to the block, smoke dead opps I know a nigga got hit in his neck, but niggas be happy off leg shots (Gang-gang-gang) Like, what? Like, how? That's what they said when lil' Nazzy went down (Naz Loc) Check the score, bitch, we up all around I'm the one so they bitin' my sound (Grrah) They be talkin', I don't make a sound Fuck all the opps, still standin' my ground (Baow-baow) Like, when I up it, he better react too (Baow) Got his hands in the air, like a statue (Gang-gang-gang, rrah-rrah) Uh, red light, green light, one, two, three (Baow) If he move, he get left on a scene (Baow-baow) Bitch, I'm a demon, catch you in ya dream (Grrah) Or probably, somewhere that you sleep (Gang-gang-gang, like) Grrah, grrah, grrah It's like so many opps I done shot at (Grrah-grrah) Long nose, these are regular weapons I ain't tryna fight you, bitch, I'ma light you (Gang-gang-gang) Spin the Sev like, "I'm lookin' for rec" I heard a opp got hit in his chest (Benzo) Pussy nigga shoulda had a vest Grrah, grrah, grrah (Gang-gang-gang) (Oh, they want war wit' the goons?) (Okay, tryna blitz through the Rey like, "Everyone shot") (Put the switch on the Glock) (Who doin' what? I been terrorizin' blocks) (Like, bet you his heart'll collapse when we shoot him) (Call lil' Dee for the drill, we screw him) (He a stain, if he got what I like, I'ma loot him) (Slide in a V, tell bro, "Throw two of them") (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Writer(s): Jai Sang Park, Keon Hyung Yoo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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