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Bunny hop, bunny hop (Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom) Grrah, grrah Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky (Grrah, grrah) Never put a O before my Y (Never put a O before my Y) Get that nigga (Every O shot) Free my hearts Get that nigga Gang, gang, gang Like, put one leg back, start geekin' Put one leg, gang, gang, gang I'ma slide to they P's with my 9 like Ibaka, like I'm the man of my roster Dissin' the dead, so we smoking his father, like I told Bando, "Move proper" Free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems Like, free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems I'ma slide to they P's with my 9 like Ibaka, like I'm the man of my roster Dissin' the dead, so we smoking his father, like I told Bando, "Move proper" Free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems Like, free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems Baby, now, go crazy, like, huh? And Bando my QB, he throwin' like Brady My ooter, he showin' her daily And bitch, he a demon, he slidin' for ladies I told gang, "Just send her the addy" If she think she gon' line us, she going out badly With the PD, we flyin' to Cali Back shots got her calling me daddy But I'm from the streets, she know she can't have me Back shots got her calling me daddy But I'm from the streets, she know she can't have me Back shots got—, gang, gang, gang See them red and blue lights in the back of the car? Then we headin' out right Headin' out left, don't stop for no lights, like Like, don't stop for no light Like, when I'm totin' this 30, I feel like I'm Steph, bitch Bitch, I'm shootin' from deep We gon' slide to they jects just to make us a mess If I catch a O, yeah, he gettin' cleaned Said Reef my demon, like I talk to tote, when we creep If they throwin' a shot then we throwin' fifteen Like, empty the clip, like, you know what I mean? Like If you diss on Woo Lotti, you gon' die the same week, like I know Gunna gon' geek, like I know Raymond gon' tweak, like They never did nothing, now they got what? Put that on YG, like, gang, gang And yeah, I'm the driver, I'm drivin' drifty I'm the reason the whole Bronx litty And I cannot link if I don't got sitchy And you cannot line me, don't care if you pretty, like Like, gang, gang, gang When they took all my muddies That shit got me hurt, they was tryna put niggas on shirts They put a O in the dirt, so now I don't fuck with them if I don't got Percs' I'ma slide to they P's with my 9 like Ibaka, like I'm the man of my roster Dissin' the dead, so we smoking his father, like I told Bando, "Move proper" Free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems Like, free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems I'ma slide to they P's with my 9 like Ibaka, like I'm the man of my roster Dissin' the dead, so we smoking his father, like I told Bando, "Move proper" Free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems Like, free all my muddies, this stuff'll get harder They know RPT niggas problems Gang, gang, gang Yo, it's that DThang, nigga Make it get jiggy before we shoot 'em, you heard? R.I.P. Woo Gang, gang, gang Grrah, grrah, grrah Grrah-grrah, boom Go geek