How we slide on the opps

Grrt... bow!)

Yeah, look.

They know how we slide.

Put the bally on, let’s get it.

Step in the spot with the mask on (Mask on)

He talk on the net but a blast off

We don’t do beef on the computer

I pull up and crash with the shooter

New wap, put a hole in his sweater

My glizzy move different, it's better

Talk greasy, you end up on telly

My blade leave a cut like deli

Slide on the block, then we hop out

Ain't no runnin', ain't no backin' out

We got the drop, let it pop now

Tell the opps to duck down, lock down

Yeah, we up now!

I tell Brodie chill, let the nine spray

Catch a Opp OT on a highway

Try to act tough, get to dashin'

Leave a man laid out, no fashion

The streets cold but my heart colder

Put the weight of the block on my shoulder

He run when he see the red dot, man

Now he doin' tracks like a postman

(Bow, bow!)

Ain't no lackin' out here.

Free the guys.

Gang.