Unfinished Business

[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
AHHH
Every opp shot
Everything dead
Glah
What the fuck?
AHHH
Every opp shot
Like what?
AHHH

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
Grab a knock, leave em dead on the scene
.45 with an infrared beam
Send shots out the chop will make his body lean
Tried to run but he tripped and his body got steamed
No remorse when I spin through the Tz like
I'm tryna spot a Gz and do ‘em grease like
I’m on Courtlandt tryna let it squeeze like
I'm tryna up the knocka do ‘em sleeze like
Mix the Dummy with the Country
On Front Street tryna do em like Dubski
How many niggas got wrapped like a mummy
Hollow tips, bullets burning through they tummy
Notti got poked, niggas left him all bloody
Edot went suicidal like a dummy
Big choppa, who you touching?
He try to push up on me, Ima dust em
And I'm getting tired of y’all Lam's
They keep dissing but never got back for they mans
Last opp got hit in his head on cam
Like two, three shots to his chest like damn
That's the opps right there go blam
Get up on that nigga leave ‘em where he stand like
Oh he frontin, crash 'em make ‘em land like
I'm with Rayy B, toting an .80
GBG Babies, gon spin and go brazy
Catch a Drilly, rock em like a baby
Couple shots hit his body, leave em lazy
Totin' on Stacy, don't play me
Bitch, I'm a demon can’t nobody tame me
Just start blowing, no AC
Send two shots if you talking on JB
Blockwork, nigga cappin in interviews
Put that on bro, I can’t wait to run into you
Niggas saved you, we should've finished you
Nigga copped it, now he throwing subliminals
And you jacking niggas that don’t jack you
Just like Notti niggas should've stabbed you
Just like Edot niggas should've clapped you
And it's a PD when my niggas catch you
When I spin through the Mitch, Ima throw like six
Like Im tired of these dirty ass Crips
If I catch Lil Winter, she get hit
She gon be a bitch 16 dead in my spliff
Leave a 16 dead in the ditch
I was 13 totin’ berettas and shit
Spin the Gates movin' dusty with grip
Catch Block on bro, ima up off the hip

[Verse 2: Rayy Balla]
Big chop, it hold like 30 [?]
If I spot me a Gz, I put him on the news
Kenzo start going cool with the deuce
Get back gang, try to run and got boomed
Niggas dissing trying to get some views
They was dropping the [?]
Headshot'll make his body snooze
How many niggas went out like a fool
Bitch, I'm smoking on Notti and Dotty and Rah, them niggas give me a boost
Spin through I'm clutching on my tool
If I spot me a Drilly, send ‘em to the moon
Off a perky, bitch I act a fool
Start spinning broad day, send shots at ya crew
Nigga Blockwork cappin, and shit
In his interview, we should've clapped him and shit
Me and Kenzo two deep with the blick
He said if he move wock, just shoot and don't miss
I tell Wokky give me the assist
He said if you throw 5, then I'm throwing like 10
Okay, bet, let's make it lit
It's a man down every time that we spin
I told TG let off the whole clip
We tryna do em like (shh) once again
Bharlie buggin, hit em in his shit
Blick em, blick em, leave his body stiff
Free Keemy, free Chase, free Pdot
When y'all touchdown y'all know it's goin be lit
I be riding with knocks in the whip
I got accurate aim when I shoot I don't miss
Yo EJ, reverse the whip
If that's an opp we gon do em like Rick
I got Lilo, brodie got Stitch, if the gun jam up then he getting ripped
Then he get beat with the grip
Better not fall when you hear don't run, don't trip
Cuz then you get took off the list
We been spinning all day tryna make us a spliff
Edot got me high as a bitch
They lying, they be hiding and shit
I can't wait till I find ‘em and shit
Yeah, they know that we Ready to Blitz

[Verse 3: TG Flockaa]
5th to Sev pop out take risks
Every opp getting shot when we spin through they shit
Ayo, Sha Gz, suck my dick
Ayo, Nesty, suck my dick
Ayo, Yus Gz, suck my dick
Catch Scottie2Hottie, that bitch gettin' hit like
And you know that we smoking on John Glo
Niggas turned him to John Doe
We took em and rolled it pronto
No backwoods, only papers and frontos
And you know that I'm 5th to the Sev
DOA, everything dead
Yeah I said it before Ima say it again
Free the guys, can't wait till I see y'all again like
I don't care if these niggas don't feel me
Either way, Ima show em the real me
And if y'all don't like it, y'all gon have to kill me
Y'all niggas is pussy, y'all could never lil me
And I keep it on me everywhere that I go
See a opp gone wake his skull
And I'm watching em run, Dougie get low
And after this hit, I ain't tossin no pole
Where the fuck is these lil niggas at
We on offense, come get back
Can't forget, Will is a rat
That nigga told because he got clapped
YGK, that's a fact
LVK, that's a fact
If he jackin he O, gettin clapped
Just watch how my niggas leave em on his back like
Throw shots, don't miss
Spin back, do it again
Kenzo B, my evil twin
If you say his name then I'm doing the hit like
How the fuck niggas killing they self?
What the fuck? Niggas is soft
Matter fact, let me not even say that cause this nigga murder is still unsolved
Like oh my god, what happened to him
Yus got shot, he was lacking again
And if we see the opps, then we clapping at them
Like go get back, niggas packed in ya twin
Notti dead, roll them spliffs
So many dead's, don't know who to pick
Edot dead, shit got a kick
Mix it with Caine, now a nigga lit
Like what? Mix it with Caine now a nigga lit