[Verse 1: Steve Hound]
Niggas keep dissin', niggas keep trollin', they gotta stop that, like
Where the fuck is the opps at? Bro died, word to my dead we ain't hop that
We done walk down, flick it where cops at
I got the MP, bro got the Kompact
Tata hit, where his arm at? Too many guns they ain't ready for combat
I get to flickin', flickin', I'on care, better get out the way or you'll go disappear
All you saw was him drop to the sound of the flare
Lil' bro start buggin', throwin' at my ear, baow baow
Niggas know I don't care, niggas know I'ma flock anytime, anywhere
Chops, 3 now, we comin' prepared
I got PTSD so you better not stare, like
I get to clappin' the G, like, I like to clap it for free
Double back with the Makk tryna see who we see
Got bro in the cut with the Xans and the lean, like
They tryna tell me TP, got the gun in my hand, hangin' out of the V, like nah
I'm tryna see who I see, tryna hop out, walk down, make shit bleed, like
[Verse 2: Jah Bandz]
Like, baow, like
Nina call my phone, I pick up, she told me throw a block for the get-up
She start gettin' excited, my fingers start itching, she tryna find a block to hit up
She think I'ma put all my hoes to the side and go lock her, I really ain't the type of nigga
I'm 6 double O with the Packer but I call the bros from the X, they pull up with the Flickers
He tryna up it on me, bet I'm quicker
He better live, why he talkin' on Insta?
I slide with the Makk, he know the best, 48, we tryna hop out and blitz em
We stalkin' they page tryna see who be with 'em, better not be dropping my shit in them pictures
I'm the 'Ripk tryna blitz on a Blitzer
Niggas mad 'cause they cannot get with us, baow
We tryna knock off they hitter
Niggas thought I was out, I was down in my bag, I fucked around, came back bigger
Had one foot on a neck and one foot on the gas, my mama ain't raise no quitter
We gon' slide through they block tryna have niggas duckin' and you better pray you ain't with 'em
Like you better not be with them niggas, baow
[Verse 3: Woodat]
Shots dumped and we aim for some muffins
I don't know how he missed word to bro we was bugging
Outside everyday, I ain't duckin' from nothin
Tony parked up a .9 on his back, why you running?
Brodie banging on shit, feel like Andre Drummond
Wanna get in this ride? Gotta catch you a bucket
Super Snotti forever, me and brodie was buggin'
Nigga free JB, know I miss him, I love him
Baow baow, niggas runnin' around
Trippin' and fallin', I'm hawkin' him down
Backshot, get up and go walk it out
I was posted on 5th, left shells in the ground
Ask about Green Bay, we the talk of the town
Nigga Fazo got hit, shoulder hanging around
With the Makk and the Dub on the hunt for a clown
Baow, baow baow
[Verse 4: Naz DTH]
Lil' bro seen the crowd, started makin' 'em dance
When he caught the tag, told him piss on his hands
Gotta hop in that ride if you really my mans
If you think he gon' up then don't give him a chance
And it's no more free Zay, bro really a glitch
Call up the F's and the Lym's and we flick
We was tucking 'em tags but we know they got hit
Where the fuck is lil' Stackz? He can't dance in them vids
I got sick of the internet, back on my bullshit
Like, niggas been forcing my hand, gotta pull up my face mask, reach in my fanny
If we can't catch a rapper, we catchin' his mans
Niggas get mad when I'm spinning with Benzo
Fuck her and dip, put her right in the friendzone
Bitch I'm the Runny, I ain't cuffin' no leg holes
Line up the opps, we could take all they pesos
Free GWod, brodie banging his chest
Free Baby J, throwin' pain for the set
When I'm spinning with Naz tryna go land a Jet
And why Pop Kreep cap? Never came to the steps
I love all the bros, we not for the linkups
Heavy on mob ties, shoutout the Packers
I slide with a 6 double O, I might slide with a 'Ripk, but you know I pop out with a Makk
Baow baow
[Verse 5: Mdot 59]
First scene on the opps had to do what it do, fell in love with the flick, double hand with it, boom
Got tired of the grieving and tossing balloons, tryna front on my guys then you meeting your doom
Hurt us the most when we lost lil' Nu, it was me lil' Fro tryna bug out at Drew
They don't bleed how we bleed, they can't do what we do
Niggas suckin' our dick, fuck Suicide Shmu
Like in the back of the bike tryna up at the Os, word to bro niggas flew
Niggas thinkin' like Raf, if you come to my block word to bro I'ma flick, whatchu think I'ma do?
48 on the scene, I told bro let 'em chase, they gon' run into us, all you hear is the boom
If we can't get a OY we troopin' through 156, OGZK, we gon' flick on a goon
I can't even mention the Kreeps they don't come over here word to bro since 1k tagged
Niggas banged on the L'zz tryna glitch on a Flick, when he ran into us, word to bro nigga lagged
OYK, nigga Adot keep chasing and shit, fuck Ek and Dudeylo dad
Word to bro that shit making me mad, niggas smoking on Nu word to bro had to get in my bag
No Linkups was written by Mdot 59 & Steve Hound & NazDTH & Jahbandzz & Woodat.
Mdot 59 released No Linkups on Sat Nov 01 2025.