C.O.E

[Intro: PJ Glizzy & B-Lovee]
Is this Glvck?
Grrah, gang, gang, gang
Grrah, grrah
Grrah-grrah

[Chorus: B-Lovee, Sha EK, PJ Glizzy]
Fuck all the opps, I got shots to whoever
Got a dot on the side of baretta
My lil' thottie too hottie, she hot
Run up with Scottie2Hottie, he shot
I'm movin' sturdy when I'm off the yerky
PJ and B-Lovee, they stay movin' hot
Opp died, he put trust in a thot
Jay Gz just posted nigga, in the spot
I just might slide to his block wit' a dirt bike
I'ma keep clickin'-clickin' 'til he drop
Opps keep callin' my line, we don't front shit
He totin' big knockers, bitch, this ain't no Glock

[Verse: Sha EK, B-Lovee, PJ Glizzy]
Fifteen-hundred, what they gotta pay me
Goofy boy that got hit, tried to play me
She got high off the drugs then she ate me
They want some problems, I brought chop in the function
Dumb niggas soft, thеy got knockers for nothin'
Two opps got hit, one spot, that's nothin'
Like, dump that chop, stop bluffin'
Wе gon' shoot a movie, we ain't wit' the tusslin'
New attachments, like beams and them scopes
Hit his head, we ain't leavin' him hope
I keep tryna take the whole gang on my back Totin' Sally, no, I cannot lack
Baba, she trickin', yeah, she got the strap
Baba, she structure, pop out, yeah, she tact'
We done made that lil' bitch dump the knocker
Spin through the oppers, that lil' bitch took a risk
I be mad these niggas took my shit
But I'm still gon' slide up with the 'rips
Pop out the cut, like, you better not trip
I pray to god every time that I sin
Thotties on thotties, and she swingin' friends
Casamigo got 'em in the mood
Baby freaky, creeping'on the tool I be spinnin', trippin' wit' a broom
I be smokin' on the Lotti, mix it wit' the Dummy
I don't know which I'ma choose
Spin through the east, don't die like, yeah
They put that boy in a highlight
Like, y'all rapper niggas gotta stop
Like, I'm really out here spinnin' blocks
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Like, dump that chop, stop bluffin'
We gon' shoot a movie, we ain't wit' the tusslin'
New attachments, like beams and them scopes
Hit his head, we ain't leavin' him hope

[Chorus: B-Lovee, Sha EK, PJ Glizzy]
Fuck all the opps, I got shots to whoever
Got a dot on the side of baretta
My lil' thottie too hottie, she hot
Run up with Scottie2Hottie, he shot
I'm movin' sturdy when I'm off the yerky
PJ and B-Lovee, they stay movin' hot
Opp died, he put trust in a thot
Jay Gz just posted nigga, in the spot
I might just slide to his block wit' a dirt bike
I'ma keep clickin'-clickin', 'til he drop
Opps keep callin' my line, we don't front shit
He totin' big knockers, bitch, this ain't no Glock
Fifteen-hundred, what they gotta pay me
Goofy boy that got hit, tried to play me

[Outro: Sha Ek & PJ Glizzy]
Look, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Yeah, OGZ the fuck up
Suck my fuckin' dick
Gang, gang, gang