Grah, grah grah

Eli, Weldon, Neaky

TTGz do

Flair, flock em

Grah grah grah

Fuck that, grah

****, like why these **** dissing just get off dick word to my dead

Like, ****, know how we get in Harlem

Word to my dead, fuck that, ****

Word to my dead I was posted in Gardens

Talk about EG was right in the Gardens

We had the spot, we had the thots, we had the bottles and bitches in Harlem

We had the Glocks, 2 or 3 chops, me and Kapp 9ine on they block tryna park em

Eli got shot, and Neaky got shot, and Weldon got shot that was right there in Harlem

Omelly flocked, that **** dropped

But he wasn’t crazy when them **** saw him

They spun on my block, without any chops

Could post on they block until 4 in the morning

Mikey Benzo an actor

Who the fuck did you clap? That **** be acting like he performing

DudeyLo keep on dissing gon be with his pops

I see Mikey Rowe and I got to tossing

Like he getting shot tryna box me

I told bro pass the blunt with the Notti

We hit the Sam with the Naz and Ldotty

I Gotz2Go when I’m high off Gotti

TMB Del **** froze when he seen me

I upped pole on his mans **** Rito he watched me

The whole Bronx gon up pole when they see me

Cause they mention my dead so I’m smoking on Bobby

I’m tryna fly where the Makks be

I’m smoking Recc, Fatty

You don’t got a choice **** jack me or clap me

You don’t jack what I jack **** you better pack me

We in Lincoln, 4th of July, so don’t think my brodie won’t hop out the taxi

Matt Sav he inside of this blunt, get mad cause i’m chiefing, if that ain’t the Gutta don’t pass me

I guess **** don’t learn from these ****

I told bro make a turn on these ****

What the fuck is a J3, that **** crazy, **** will murder this ****

We gon come to the Lo and catch Lil Mach, and we get to burning this ****

I ain’t even dissing them **** but he eating yak

Tell my **** purge on this **** (What the fuck ****?)

You don’t get that we spinning for Nay Nay

Lil bro wanna flick it for Kay Kay

Lil bro tryna flock it for Nu

Baby Sweep let it rip on that block like a Beyblade

We was chasing them Drew **** down, when they get to running no yelling for mayday

Ty Boogz he got shot about twice

That shit hard being Sleeze, all the Makk **** turning Ape

Grah, one on one, come on my block link with me with ya gun

Matt Sav dead but it should’ve been Paco

I got multiple bullets I run into Bum

Ain’t no beef with 40th and Lenox, you got it confused cause some of those my dons

And I’m flocking for Messi you hear me?

RIP to my killy he one of them ones

Word to my dead I was posted in Gardens

Talk about EG was right in the Gardens

We had the spot, we had the thots, we had the bottles and bitches in Harlem

We had the Glocks, 2 or 3 chops, me and Kapp 9ine on they block tryna park em

Eli got shot, and Neaky got shot, and Weldon got shot that was right there in Harlem

Omelly flocked, that **** dropped

But he wasn’t crazy when them **** saw him

They spun on my block, without any chops

Could post on they block until 4 in the morning

Mikey Benzo an actor

Who the fuck did you clap? That **** be acting like he performing

DudeyLo keep on dissing gon be with his pops

I see Mikey Rowe and I get to tossing