SMMBF

[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
Like, what?
Grrah, grrah, boom
(Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby)
Every opp shot
Everything dead
Grrah
Grrah, grrah
Like, every opp shot
Grrah
Ah

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Like, it's a new opp in a blunt
Nigga dead and he ain't gettin' up
Everything dead, all the opps know what's up
Spin, two V, tryna send that boy up

[Verse 2: Nas EBK]
Catch EK, I'ma turn him to Runtz
Dubskii ran, got put in a blunt
EDot, he ran, got put in a trunk
If I spin through the back, I'ma leave through the front

[Verse 3: Kenzo Balla]
And this nine come in clutch
Send shots to the spine, fuck him up
Breakin' her back, in her guts
I'm a get money Makk, that's a must

[Verse 4: Nas EBK]
Like, two guns up
Like, what's up?
Like Giannis, I play for the Bucks
Better run, better duck
Catch me a Gzz and I'm sendin' him up

[Verse 5: Kenzo Balla]
Spinnin' through Harlem, where the Oz?
Catch lil' D and I'm wipin' his nose
He can't duck with the beam on the scope
Bro do 'em like Lotti, we gon' get 'em poked

[Verse 6: Nas EBK]
Yo, Kenzo, that's an O
Matter of fact, yeah, I'm uppin' the score
Back out the knocks, leave 'em froze
He tryna run, put the beam to his throat

[Verse 7: Kenzo Balla]
I'm a Makk, but my brother a Loc
The Mexi, Dummy, and Lilah I smoke
I ain't playin', this shit ain't a joke
Last opp tried to duck and got hit in his throat

[Verse 8: Nas EBK]
Gon' slide through that block, niggas know
Bitch, I'm extortin', niggas O
Bitch, I'm back and I'm better
Totin' that knocker, nigga, I flock through the sweater

[Verse 9: Kenzo Balla]
On the scene, shit get tragic
Up the chop, let 'em have it
Ballin' out like a Maverick
Smokin' Nick and I ain't tryna pass it

[Verse 10: Nas EBK]
Screamin' on Nick and I ain't tryna ash it
Get a knocker, why you lackin'?
Come through clappin', like, what happened?
Two guns up, 'bout that action

[Verse 11: Kenzo Balla]
Fuck that chattin', bitch, I'm a savage
Cane in the dust, he turned to ashes
Tryna blitz me, I'ma get to clappin'
Opps wanna Ricky when I get to blastin'

[Verse 12: Nas EBK]
Bitch, I'm with it, bitch, I'm different
And I'm shootin' like Jordan and Pippen
He tried to run, put the beam to his biscuit
Had to show them lil' niggas I'm gifted

[Verse 13: Kenzo Balla]
Ayo, Nas, where the Gzz?
After the hit, we gon' spin through the Tzz
Yus got hit up again, like, please
Like, why you tryna diss JB?

[Verse 14: Nas EBK]
Sha Gz ran on Lotti
Go get back, catch a body
Try to try me, it's a homi
Posted in your lobby with a shotty

[Verse 15: Kenzo Balla]
Sha Gz got shot in his back
He ain't walkin' right now, let's get into that
All these niggas keep on gettin' clapped
They lucky that they ain't get took off the map

[Verse 16: Nas EBK]
Yus Gz got shot in his chest and he can't even breathe, tell that boy to relax
Lotti ran, got put in a pack
If I spin through the front, I'ma leave through the back

[Verse 17: Kenzo Balla]
GBG baby, get it active
Keep a 380 up in traffic
You a dummy for thinkin' I'm lackin'
I spot an opp, I'ma pack him

[Verse 18: Nas EBK]
Like, what happened? Come through blackin'
With this ratchet, I ain't cappin'
I'ma blast 'em, turn 'em to fraction
Bitch, I'm sinnin', 'bout that action

[Outro: Kenzo Balla]
Ah
DOA, DOA
Suck my dick
Gang, gang, gang
Like, go get back, nigga
Why niggas gettin' shot, niggas wearin' fake drip?
Niggas know what the fuck goin' on
Ah