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[Intro: Dougie B]
Graah, graah
Rah-Rah, Rah-Rah
Rah-Rah, Rah-Rah
(Hardheaded, baby)
(Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
Graah, graah, graah, graah

[Chorus: Dougie B]
When I'm smoking on Yellow, I pop me a Cosby
Shit a hottie, bust his scolatti
Two deep, I be with Yagi
We spinnin' Harlem like it's a hobby
Don't got the Glocky, beat him like Rocky
Free Oppy, that nigga Ali
Like, where's your bros at? Them niggas kids
Smoke G Pop, shit got a kick
Oh, they think they lit 'cause they wanna diss
Everything K, we don't do no clicks
I'm like, "Where the hoes at?", Shit gettin' lit"
Doing hip shit, she gettin' bent
Only Dougie and Dougz, it's never a Douglas
Catch one, he gon' go with his mans
Fresh outta jail and I see I got fans
Fresh out on bail and I still keep a 10

[Verse 1: Yagi B]
Three deep when you went on a what?
I was just jackin' it's up, and it's still that
Smoke G Pop in the spot he got killed at
Crush in my blunt, now I'm dancin'
Niggas ain't scorin', they missin'
Sweeps in the spot, pack 'em up now they all gone missin'
I'm right here, get up close if you want to, big shots I shoot, this gun do
Like, why's my name in your tracks? Spin through, one deep, too tact'
Shoot first, no time to react, when-when I say I just can't put the knock down
He Trend, but he still gettin' shot down, on that block tryna knock off a dread
Jay Hound ridin' dick 'til he top shelf, can't catch him, then we crashin' his 'ject

[Verse 2: Jo Bandz]
Like, I told y'all before that I'm tired of these new niggas dissin'
Pull up and we get to sinnin', on go with the G33, got me feelin' like Pippen
Get up close then there ain't no missin', like, Roscoe got beat, start limpin' like
Matt got poked, started twitchin', like, Rah-Rah got shot in his biscuit, like, grah
On my block, where they at? Like, these niggas never got back
Like, let's go blitz on the Hats
G Pop just died, that's an Ape in the pack
Like, bendin' like, "Where niggas at?"
If I catch me a Sweeper, leave him on his back (Graah, graah)
(If I catch me a Sweeper, leave him on his what?)

[Chorus: Dougie B]
When I'm smoking on Yellow, I pop me a Cosby
Shit a hottie, bust his scolatti
Two deep, I be with Yagi
We spinnin' Harlem like it's a hobby
Don't got the Glocky, beat him like Rocky
Free Oppy, that nigga Ali
Like, where's your bros at? Them niggas kids
Smoke G Pop, shit got a kick
Oh, they think they lit 'cause they wanna diss
Everything K, we don't do no clicks
I'm like, "Where the hoes at?", Shit gettin' lit"
Doing hip shit, she gettin' bent
Only Dougie and Dougz, it's never a Douglas
Catch one, he gon' go with his mans
Fresh outta jail and I see I got fans
Fresh out on bail and I still keep a 10