Lyrics: Guglielmo Calzolari/Davon Meeks/Olatunde Fasheun/Jakai Bethea/Kajiah Brown
Music: Matthew Kelly/Madhahir Abdulaziz
[Intro]
(Young Madz)
(Chee on the beat)
[Chorus: Dee Billz & Kyle Richh]
In the spot and I came with the felons (I'm with the felons)
Ray Makk got hit in the back of his melon (Ray Makk)
And if I throw a bullet, I bet he catch it like Beckham (Like Beckham)
I told Rell B, "Hop out the V and send them a message" (Rell B)
Grrah, like, if Sheik got the wheel (Skrrt), I know we gettin' away (Word to bro)
Word to bro, one of mines got touched and we came to they block same day (On bro)
Where are you goin', lil' nigga? You cannot escape (Where the **** is you goin'?)
And if I got the rock, I might pass it like CP to Blake
[Verse 1: VonOff1700]
Is you dumb? It ain't no duckin' this Drac' (Dumbass)
Man, that nigga a rat, call 1090 Jake (**** that rat)
**** what he said, but you droppin' the rakes (You know that)
That nigga a goofy, we jumpin' his gate (We jumpin' his gate)
I'm in New York, had a dog in the street (Street)
He say he a stepper, the streets say he ain't
I'm in New York, and they told me I can't
Catch 'em in traffic, throw shots, make 'em yank
When I got off the plane, brodie gave me a shank
King of the Hill, I wear glasses like Hank
Like, he a baby, that nigga got spanked
I was gon' hit it, but the lil' bitch stank
**** Ray Makk, nigga, go eat a Frank (**** Ray Makk)
Let's go band for band, meet me at the bank
Glizzy got mad, got smoked like a dank (Shit)
Munchy fat ass got left on his face (Munchy)
[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
41 for the win, I been scorin' them buckets like I'm Jeremy Lin
Throw a shot if he sinnin' for Swin
I got bullets that's rippin' through all of his skin (Like, damn)
This a message for all of the trolls, they don't want beef with the bros (Word to bro)
If I see a G, I'ma shoot
Like, when I party, I think about Lu
All this gas, I been feelin' like Snoop
This what the Ray Makk do (Ray Ray)
Like, I been walkin' 'em down like a troop
Bro-bro been blowin' his gun like that shit was a flute (Like, damn)
Like to diss on the 'net, like, I can't wait 'til I run into you (Bitch)
Like, if I can't get them doley, told bro throw a shot at the crew (Grrah, grrah)
[Chorus: Dee Billz]
In the spot and I came with the felons (I'm with the felons)
Ray Makk got hit in the back of his melon (Ray Makk)
And if I throw a bullet, I bet he catch it like Beckham (Like Beckham)
I told Rell B, "Hop out the V and send them a message" (Rell B)
Grrah, like, if Sheik got the wheel (Skrrt), I know we gettin' away (Word to bro)
Word to bro, one of mines got touched and we came to they block same day (On bro)
Where are you goin', lil' nigga? You cannot escape (Where is you goin'?)
And if I got the rock, I might pass it like CP to Blake (Pass off)
[Verse 3: KJ Swervo]
I see him movin' like that, it's a limp in his walk, Kai glitchin', throwin' all he got (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
We take a hat out his apartment, if he TG, he crazy, them BG niggas gotta die
AJ be talkin' too much, he ain't gettin' away, if he see me, nigga better duck (Fat boy)
We puttin' Folks in the blunt, if he catch Baby Gee, tie him up and throw him in the trunk (Grrah, grrah, boom)
They know I do what I want, every scene, front line, if he PFA, I let it dump (Rrah-rrah)
Slide on the beat, I'm tryna see what's up
Like, where Humble Gz? He never on his block
I'm with a four slidin' with a six, if we catch us a—, leave him in a blunt
Ray Makk died on some backdoor shit (Ray Makk), nigga, watch who you callin' your friend
[Verse 4: Kai Swervo]
Standin' on business, nobody on that for real when we pop out (Word to bro)
Got a mask on, cannot be seen on that block (Grrah)
The first one you see when you back out (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
This ain't no regular drill, we get on that for real, tryna see if they chillin' on back blocks (Goddamn)
He got shot tryna link with a smoochie, it's way deeper than talk, Ray Makk caught a shot, that's a head pop (Ah, ah, ah)
Free Bootie, niggas ain't really out shootin', niggas die actin' tough for the thooties (Boom, boom, boom)
Let me catch me a Trooper, now it's on time for the flute, hoodied up tryna bust him a new one
Nigga, Freshy don't do nothin'
We get the lo', then we troopin', I'm on court actin' bad with a new one
Seen the opps and I boomed it, Von Floxks rolled in a shooter
We pull up in they drop, niggas know that we boomin' for Boomer (Goddamn, word to bro)
[Chorus: Dee Billz]
In the spot and I came with the felons (I'm with the felons)
Ray Makk got hit in the back of his melon (Ray Makk)
And if I throw a bullet, I bet he catch it like Beckham (Like Beckham)
I told Rell B, "Hop out the V and send them a message" (Rell B)
Grrah, like, if Sheik got the wheel (Skrrt), I know we gettin' away (Word to bro)
Word to bro, one of mines got touched and we came to they block same day (On bro)
Where are you goin', lil' nigga? You cannot escape (Where is you goin'?)
And if I got the rock, I might pass it like CP to Blake (Pass off)