PSA

[Intro]
Tell CC, "run the beat back"
Grrah grrah, everything dead, like
Grrah grrah
Exo, like
Shiesto when you find me all the opps suck my dick, you heard?

[Chorus]
Shnoodles knock em' out, if that nigga lookin' at me
Damn, now I got blood on my Fazo's
For the sitchy, I'm callin' up Fazo
Hole in his face, like a bagel
Can't wait till I see boy, nigga thinkin' it's sweet, okay, can't wait till we meet
Me and bro was spinnin' on feet
We got hella' shots like we in a bar, like
Told bro, "Flip that car"
Check the stats, they know who we are
Bro got the beam so it's no gettin' far
Poppy Woo, we gon' run up a check
Movin' oppy, then he gettin' stretched
On my brethren, we do it the best
Poke out the knocker, blowin' like a ref

[Verse]
Talk on my dead but you just lost ya' mans, like, I just don't understand
She wanna fuck cause she know I'm the man, like, I'm the man wit' the plan
Tellin' me that you spinnin', I'm here everyday
Stop all the cap, niggas know where I lay
On court and we ain't here to play
Ooter get close, he score in the paint
How them niggas gon' mention my dead? But they niggas is dyin'
Say you spinnin' my block, stop lyin'
Call a baddie up, I'm tryna line em'
Bro got the knocker on em' like a [?]
Poled up and I'm chillin' on Chester
And my killer he aim for the chest up
[Shooters?] he wit' me and he throw the set up
Fazo armed and dangerous, tryna leave a nigga in the pavement
And alotta' of niggas not sanctioned, hollows give em' head like, save em'
I'm boutta' fly to LA, where the baddies? I just came to party
We got the drop where he lay, got the addy, put em' in the Marley
Like, get off my dick, you shot, and the opps, we smoke em' alot
Spin through ya' ave', unlimited shots and you almost got put in a box
Like damn, what a shame, know bro shoulda' stayed in his lane
If he think he glizzy, I'm lettin' it flame, If he think he litty, I'm lettin' it bang
I'm on the block, wit' a whole lotta' crips, Fazo the blood and he totin' the stick
Why these GD niggas on my dick? If it's up then nigga make it lit
Civilian who? Nigga you dumb, wit' the Woo he ready to dump
And we got a few knocks in the trunk, and I got a few niggas in my lungs
Like, and my old mans movin' funny, but fuck it, I'm slidin' for real
Can't come back to this block, and if he do, he dyin' for real
I really hope when I see you that you got a gun, cause if not then you better run
Click-click, up it he done, on my body, she think I'm the one
In the spot, wit' all of my guaps, we from Chester, we get it a lot
Big EBK, anybody get shot, and it's up, I'm not jackin' ya' bop
Not jackin' that bitch, she all over the town, don't even know how you still around
Red beam on his nose like a clown, nobody there then we spinnin' around

[Chorus]
Shnoodles knock em' out, if that nigga lookin' at me
Damn, now I got blood on my Fazo's
For the sitchy, I'm callin' up Fazo
Hole in his face, like a bagel
Can't wait till I see boy, nigga thinkin' it's sweet, okay, can't wait till we meet
Me and bro was spinnin' on feet
We got hella' shots like we in a bar, like
Told bro, "Flip that car"
Check the stats, they know who we are
Bro got the beam so it's no gettin' far
Poppy Woo, we gon' run up a check
Movin' oppy, then he gettin' stretched
On my brethren, we do it the best
Poke out the knocker, blowin' like a ref