After This

[Intro]
Grah grah
Grah
Like, every opp shot
Grah
Everything dead, nigga (Grah)
Grah, grah, grah

[Verse]
After this, I ain't tryna be cool
They talked on bro so it fucked up my mood
I'm on that back block, with the tool
First opp I spot, he get put on the news
He said he sliding on me, he a fool
Like what, them niggas know what I do
Fuck Dubski, we put that boy on the news
OTF, Double S, only jacking a few
Niggas know how I get when I bend through that block
Dudey, you know we smoking your pops
Fuck Notti, he should've stayed with his chop
Fuck Dotty, he shouldn't have played with his chop
Like I ain't really with playing with y'all
I'm tryna hop out and let that shit flock
Hop out, watch how I start sending shots
Watch out, I'm tryna aim for his top
I don't think that these niggas is ready for war
Q, they left him dead in the store
Will, they left him dead on the floor
Lzdub, watch how we kick through the door
Like it get lit when I spin through the 4z
Off the paddy, watch how I get in her draws
Drop the addy, watch how we spin up the score
Thunder, we tryna go, tryna bend every block, like

[Outro]
Grah, every opp shot
Nigga, suck my dick
Everything dead
Grah grah
Grah grah, like
Every opp shot, everything
Like grah grah grah
Ahh