Hop Out

[Intro: Sha EK]
41 shit gotta stop
41K, we gon' kill that bitch

[Chorus: Baby Omerta]
Hop out, bend through the low
Bullets they hit ‘em, he touchin' the floor
He get shot if he droppin' the O
Deez on my block, I ain't tossin' this pole
With the Lzz, throwin’ five out the renty
If he talkin' bout knocks, we got plenty
Don't lack, put the beam to ya headpiece
48, he was drunk off the henny

[Verse 1: Baby Omerta]
Chico, Lotti, Rah Rah, dead
Why they dissin’? Got one in the head
How y'all Gunnin? Y’all don't even shoot
Last nigga tripped and got sent to the moon
Her shit fat, make it jiggle
She tac, shе be totin' the pistol
Her shit fat, makе it jiggle
She tac, she be totin' the pistol

[Chorus: Baby Omerta]
Hop out, bend through the low
Bullets they hit ‘em, he touchin' the floor
He get shot if he droppin' the O
Deez on my block, I ain't tossin' this pole
With the Lzz, throwin’ five out the renty
If he talkin' bout knocks, we got plenty
Don't lack, put the beam to ya headpiece
48, he was drunk off the henny

[Verse 2: CJ Goon]
Renegade Goon, niggas know what I'm on
Never needed niggas to perform
Hop out the V, the glizzy is drawn
Osama be with me, tryna get up on em'
Bitch I’m back and I’m better so why would I stop?
OGE, COE, they know my bop
Hop out the V, Stunna flock at a Flock
Off the patty, gotta Dummy bop
Callin' 150s, they wipin’ ya snot
Shit get slimy, I ain't talkin' wock
Keep a knock, why the fuck would I box?
I done spin through every nigga block
Deucey or .40, you still gettin’ shot
Opp thot gotta beat up the box
Nigga talkin’ like one but they know we on top
All that 41 shit gotta stop

[Chorus: Baby Omerta]
Hop out, bend through the low
Bullets they hit ‘em, he touchin' the floor
He get shot if he droppin' the O
Deez on my block, I ain't tossin' this pole
With the Lzz, throwin’ five out the renty
If he talkin' bout knocks, we got plenty
Don't lack, put the beam to ya headpiece
48, he was drunk off the henny

[Verse 3: COE Wiki]
Hop out, blitz on the Gz
Shit get tac, I’mma drill with no beam
Like, don’t run, don't trip, we hop out make a splee
Hold on, shooters for him and his team
I'm tryna spin, I’mma [?]
I’mma up first, bitch I don't pass that
Dirt bike, shout out to m…
Head shot gon' bleed em, he saying it's [?]
Who got 41 shots in that function?
I spot a 41 boy, I’mma up it
He talking hot, put the beam on his pumpkin
Hollows they rip through his back if he gunnin'

[Chorus: Baby Omerta]
Hop out, bend through the low
Bullets they hit ‘em, he touchin' the floor
He get shot if he droppin' the O
Deez on my block, I ain't tossin' this pole
With the Lzz, throwin’ five out the renty
If he talkin' bout knocks, we got plenty
Don't lack, put the beam to ya headpiece
48, he was drunk off the henny

[Outro: CJ Goon]
Callin' 150s, they wiping ya snot
Shit get slimy, I ain't talkin' wock
Keep a knock, why the fuck would I box?
I done spin through every nigga block
Deucey or .40, you still getting shot
Opp thot, gotta beat up the box
Niggas talking like one but they know we on top
All that 41 shit gotta stop