Bet

[Intro]
Grah
Grah, like, it's that Sha Gz
Grah, Grah, I can see they energy change
(MC, make another hit)
(Project-Project X-X-X)

[Chorus: Sha Gz & Kyle Richh]
Oh you tryna box? Bet, I-I-I'ma just back out my knock
Like, wa-watch a nigga drop, like, hi-hit a nigga top
Like, .45 make 'em drop, oh, he thinkin' he tough?
I might have to flock
H-H-Hit my chest and do the bop
H-Hit my head and do the Dot (Dotty)
Like what? I can't stop, nigga, I'ma flock
Make the wrong move, then you shot
Is you jackin my shit or you not?
I-I-I'm tryna spin through that block
With the cops outside, I'ma still be on hots
Like, we-we not letting you rock
Like, niggas and bitches get shot (Like)

[Verse 1: Sha Gz]
Fuck it, Imma just up it in fashion
Like, say the wrong thing, we gon' tag him
Like, with the back of this chop
Bitch, we gon shoot up out the action
Like, he tryna run, but we clapped him
He jack the opps, ain't no way we could dap him
Like, like, I should've slapped him
Like, like, bro should've crashed him
Like, he think he tough, but he not
Like, I should've clicked every shot, like what?
Who really spinnin my block?
Who really touchin' my chain and my watch? Like nah
No-Nobody did it, I-I-If that boy tryna touch me, I'm clickin'
Bitch hop out with a beam, get 'em missin'
Like, bitch I ain't done with the Smithin

[Chorus: Sha Gz & Kyle Richh]
Oh you tryna box? Bet, I-I-I'ma just back out my knock
Like, wa-watch a nigga drop, like, hi-hit a nigga top
Like, .45 make 'em drop, oh, he thinkin' he tough?
I might have to flock
H-H-Hit my chest and do the bop
H-Hit my head and do the Dot (Dotty)
Like what? I can't stop, nigga, I'ma flock
Make the wrong move, then you shot
Is you jackin my shit or you not?
I-I-I'm tryna spin through that block
With the cops outside, I'ma still be on hots
Like, we-we not letting you rock
Like, niggas and bitches get shot (Like)

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh & Sha Gz]
Grrah, pop-pop out the cut all black with a couple of Glocks
Like, can't run, ain't no where to run
I catch a body, I'm going up top
B-Beam on, all he seen was the gun
Four deep with a couple of Glocks
Told-told Jah go flip that V
Like, I'm tryna send 'em to Dot
G2C can't fit, why the fuck it can't fit in my sling?
Fresh got beat, lookin' for wings
Ca-catch him again, then we givin' him wings
If he not a member, move around
Keep a switch if he switch on the team
Think shit sweet, he got shot through the- (Grah)
Like, he got shot through the G

[Chorus: Sha Gz & Kyle Richh]
Oh you tryna box? Bet, I-I-I'ma just back out my knock
Like, wa-watch a nigga drop, like, hi-hit a nigga top
Like, .45 make 'em drop, oh, he thinkin' he tough?
I might have to flock
H-H-Hit my chest and do the bop
H-Hit my head and do the Dot (Dotty)
Like what? I can't stop, nigga, I'ma flock
Make the wrong move, then you shot
Is you jackin my shit or you not?
I-I-I'm tryna spin through that block
With the cops outside, I'ma still be on hots
Like, we-we not letting you rock
Like, niggas and bitches get shot (Like) (KR)