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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nadine Asamoah
Lyrics
Rah Gzz
Songwriter
Lyrics
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
83rd, no L'zzz
No L'zzz, lil' bitch
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
YGK, DrillyK, every opp shot
Like
Let's run this shit back
Shootin' for Smelly, ain't changin' that fact (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Mdot lyin', I swear he ran laps
If I had the pole, would've took off his hat, like (Grrah, grrah)
And we droppin' the Hat
Don't let us in, bitch, y'all know where we at (WhooptyK)
He only a demon in raps
Catch him, we pack him, we leave it at that (Grrah, grrah, boom)
But he don't wanna see me
Bitch, I'ma slide with the Ewee (Ewok)
I'm on that block, you can get Petey'd
He can get shot jackin' free BG, like (Grrah, grrah)
He kept dissin', that boy is a peewee
TP, don't run again when you see me (See me)
Outside and they totin' on Keke
TP, everything, she movin' sleezy (Sleezy)
On my block, don't tweak
Don't spin tryna think shit sweet (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Gang outside, we be posted for weeks
Let it bang outside, we be clutching that heat (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Spin a few times, park up, then repeat
I'm on that strip, if you come, you a tweak
I know they hate we go across the street
No cap, free Nito, that boy is a geek
When I walk down that block, yeah, they know I perform (Perform)
Yeah, they know that the Slaughters put on (Put on)
Like, why they keep mentionin' my name in they songs? (83rd)
When I upped, all you **** was gone (Grrah, grrah)
Bando got hit in his back with his gun
If that was me, would've made him run (Grrah, bye, grrah, boom)
Chase down gang, chasin' **** for fun
When I walk in the spot, **** know where I'm from
JB was duckin', almost shot on his block
Mo Benji lucky he didn't get flocked
Bizzy got cut up for droppin' the Rock
Spin through the S and your head gon' get popped
If he try to get benty, we do em like AJ (AJ)
Mix it with Lotti, it's hittin' the same way (Same way)
They know our body, we get back the same day
R.I.P. Nazzy, was throwin' up ReyWay (ReyWay)
Bitch, I'm slidin' with feet, that's Curry
AJ was drivin' the whip not sturdy
Slide to the 8, no worries
Talkin' on bro, we gon' show no mercy
We gon' creep through that block, okay
Yus got shot, no way
Stylez got shot broad day
Dummy got poked, fell on his face (Dummy)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
83rd, no L'zzz
Grrah, grrah, boom
Grrah
Written by: Nadine Asamoah, Rah Gzz