Lyrics

Grrah (Like) Like, oh my God, like Like, oh my God, like Like, oh my God, like (John Glo, John Glo) Grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah-grrah (John Glo) New Opp, like New Opp, like New Opp, like New Opp, like Grahh Every (Like) Opp Shot (Tap your head) Like (What?), damn (You heard me?), huh? What? Tap your head if you smokin' on Glo Oh my God, what happened to bro? New opp, you already know (You know) Papers, grabba, I'm about to smoke (Smoke that shit) Like, Milly got beat with a stick And Lotti ran Rick, and got poked, like (Lotti) Rah got shot in the whip (What?) Jay6ix got shot in his lip (Jay6ix) JayRipk got shot, nigga tripped John Glo (John Glo), that boy in my spliff, like (Damn) Deep in that block, tryna make me a movie Them niggas sweet, like a smoothie I'ma demon, go kuu with the toolie Off a 30, this shit made me moody Noah died (Noah), that boy is a goofy He got hit two times, no Toosii I'm not a rapper, bitch I'm in the field Hit the bank, then I go on a drill Who we smoke? We smokin' on, chill (Chico) You a bitch, you can't come to the Hill G Pop got stabbed, nigga should've ran If that was me, would have shot out the van Shot after shot, I might shoot at his mans Since Stick a lil' boy, he gon put up his hands Smokin' Charlie, that lil' nigga pain (Charlie) Man, y'all niggas ain't smokin' on Caine (No) Reverse the V, set to let that shit flame Like a picture, put 'em in a frame Sha got shot, he ain't walkin' the same And I'm talkin' about Gz and EK Two of my opps got shot in a day Like (JB), JB got shot in his face Slide wit' Ray, we gon spin through the 8 I'ma flock, I might shoot through the Gates It's my time, ain't no tellin' me wait And I'm smokin on guys, he smokin on shakes (Wait) OGz-K, and that's word to my mother Paul, you a snake, how you change on your brother? (On your brother) Send a shot, have 'em runnin' for cover (What?) Sweepers, them niggas dont do nothin' (They don't) Naz got shot, now it's lit for his brother (Nazzy) Talk on Dotty, we puttin' 'em under Run it up and get rich by the summer Keep a plug, you can call me a plumber D&D, dumb and dumber She a thot, she cannot get my number Like, I got the deuce in my Mackage, facts (Facts) Bend the Tzz, tryna flick at a Hat (A hat) No ammo? Are you runnin'? get slapped See EK, he get beat with the strap Fuck Lotti, he cannot come back (Lotti) And I'm bangin' for Notti, that shit on my back Choppa bust, it drum like a band B-Lovee a bitch, how you run on your mans? Send the addy, I bet that I show up You a liar, you ain't make me throw up Niggas hate cause they know I'ma go up Ride around in a car, doin' donuts Get to bangin' if he try to play you Fuck it, I'm 'bout to roll up Parlay (Parlay) Noah died, he was runnin' away (Noah) Yellow got shot in his head, okay (Yellow) Y'all talkin' on Notti for fame G-23, send that boy to the gates, like (Grrah) I'ma big dog, bitch, I don't wait She sucked the dick up like she ate a plate She got the Jattie, she makin' it shake I gave her backshots, while I'm smokin' on Blay (Blay) She a baddie, she do what I say She a freak, let me nut on her face (On her face) Fuck G Pop (G Pop), G Pop You got a problem? Come solve it Face shot, I'm hittin' my target I'm smokin' on Matt, he be hittin' the hardest (Matt Sav) Spin the bridge while I'm lookin' for Artist (Artist) Budda, Quado, Diddy Word to my mother we do not get jiggy (We dont) Fuck that bitch, I'm smokin' on Nicki (On Nicki) Kick down your door, this shit can get tricky (Tricky) Bitch, give me the head, I don't want a hickey, like (Grrah) Tap your head if you smokin' on Glo (On Glo) Oh my God, what happened to bro? (John Glo) New opp, you already know Papers, grabba, I'm about to smoke (John Glo) Milly got beat with a stick, oh shit And I'm smokin' on Gatty and Ratty (Ga-, Ratty) Top opp, gotta stay with a stick Oh my God, what happened to bro? (John Glo) Like Like, oh my God, what happened to bro? Like (Oh Shit)
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