[Intro: Dread Woo]
Grr, pow, pow
Free the fuckin' members, nigga
RJ, Dafi, SP, Keggz
[Intro: Dread Woo]
Grr, pow, pow
Free the fuckin' members, nigga
RJ, Dafi, SP, Keggz
All of them, nigga
Don't fuck around, nigga
Woo, woo, gra, gra
Big 092, look, woo
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Throwing like Brady don't be the receiver (Brr, pow)
Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher (Dickhead, dummy)
Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater
If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker
That boy too soft he gon' talk in the precint
I'm with the demons, no hiding, we seeking
Send that boy up catch the flight on the weekend
Staying alert 'cause I know they be creeping (Woo)
Brady, look, gang
[Verse 1: Dread Woo]
It's just me and Pop
Don't need nobody else
Cause that'd be an extra witness
Movie get shots, them bullets put weight on my chest
Notice [?]
I'm tryna beat the box, 1942 I feed her shots
And you know we tease the opp, I drop the check and make 'em see it drop (Yeah, yeah)
And she drive the boat, dick in her mouth and I'm all in her throat
Ask your girl I'm the goat, can't name one time you run up I ain't throw
Bitch it's Dread Woo you know I get racks (Yeah)
Tell 'em get back
We getting flipped thought it was a pack (Facts)
He ain't make it back
I call up Shane you know he gon' attack
Who these niggas dressed in all black?
Huh, yo Pop them niggas cap
[Interlude: Dread Woo & Pop Smoke]
Yo Pop what the fuck is crackin' my nigga I see you
Hold on, hahaha, goin' crazy
[Verse 2: Pop Smoke]
Look, I'm like "who that nigga?" (Who that nigga?)
Talkin' about what's stackin', what the fuck is up? Huh, it ain't one of us
You lookin' dirty nigga, you ain't one of us, nah
I come from the bottom where niggas keep Ninas tucked (Brr, brr)
We don't stop shots 'til the sun is up
I pass Dafi the chop that's a give and go
We put five stones in his head like a mineral
We put mint in his head like a Mento (Brr)
38 punching like Kimbo
When you talkin' to me, bitch remember I'm a giant (Giant)
I dropped outta school, I'm defiant
A hater still here and they lying (Facts)
But in the jungle I'm a lion
Now they see me on a flight (Brr, brr)
They like "papi, you on fire" (Fire)
I really just bought the new La Ferrari
RD like sent me the wire (Yeah, skrrt)
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Throwing like Brady don't be the receiver (Brr, pow)
Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher (AK, dummy)
Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater
If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker
That boy too soft he gon' talk in the precint
[Verse 3: TRAVI]
Niggas watchin' like the Rollie (Watch that)
Switch the VIN on the Stoley
Same nigga to the grave
Gotta watch them, Mille topless
Got the white like Milonakis
I'm in traffic, say what's rockin'
You hear me? Fuck, ready
Try to shake a wave off a BO
Shorty shape like she Creole
Fuck a parole, fuck a CO
I'm outta town while Haitians eatin' greole
I'm back uptown with the papis
More white than a Nazi
Big wheel still I duck the paparazzi
No time for no limelight
And I'm fresh to death like it's prom night
Fuck them niggas on the other side
Only friend I got, he a dead guy
If you talk about him then the lead (Fly)
Niggas they act like they know me, huh
Two fours on 'em like Kobe, don't play with that lefty
I'm never on defense
I'm [?] these niggas
Don't talk 'bout my money
Foreign bitches [?] in a Bentley
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Throwing like Brady don't be the receiver (Brr, pow)
Dropped outta school, making more than my teacher (Dickhead, dummy)
Hot as your wifey, for me she a eater
If it ain't Dior, then Gucci the sneaker
That boy too soft he gon' talk in the precint
[Intro: Dread Woo]
Grr, pow, pow
Gratis de Fuckin 'Memberen, Nigga
RJ, Dafi, SP, KEGGZ
All vun hinnen, Nigga
Fuck net ronderëm, Nigga
Woo, woo, gra, gra
Grouss 092, kuckt woo
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Werfen wéi Braddy net de Empfänger (brr, pow)
Ausgefall Ateta Schoul, méi wéi mäi Schoulmeeschter ze maachen (Dickhead, Dummy)
Waarm wéi Är westlech, fir mech si en Iessen
Wann et net domm ass, da gucci de Sneaker
Dat Jong ze weich huet hien an der Rei an de Prêt geschwat
Ech sinn mat den Dämonen, kee verstoppt, mir sichen
Schéckt dee Jong erop op de Fluch um Weekend fangen
Bleiwen Alert 'Ursaach ech weess datt se kräischen (woo)
Brady, kuckt, Gang
[Vers 1: Dread Woo]
Et ass just mech a Pop
Brauch keen aneren net
Ursaach dat wier eng extra Zeien
Film kritt Schëss, se Kugelen, déi Gewiicht op menger Këscht setzen
Notiz [?]
Ech Tryna schloen d'Këscht, 1942 Ech friesse hir Schëss
An Dir wësst datt mir den Opp ofleeën, falen ech de Scheck an maachen et se se fällt et erof (jo, jo, jo)
An hatt fuert d'Boot, Dick an hirem Mond an ech sinn all an hirem Hals
Frot Äert Meedchen ech sinn de Geess, kann net eng Kéier nennen, déi Dir opgeruff hutt, da werfen ech net
Bitch et ass Angscht Woo Dir wësst datt ech Racken kréien (jo)
Sot 'EM zréck
Mir hunn geflunn geduecht et war e Pak (Fakten)
Hien mécht et net zréck
Ech ruffen un Shane Dir wësst datt hien et ass
Wien dës Niggas an all schwaarz verkleed?
Huh, yo pop se niggas Cap
[Interlude: Dread Woo & Popf Damp]
Yo pop wat de Fuck ass, ass meng Nigga ech gesinn dech
Halt weider, hahaha, goin verréckt
[Vers 2: Pop Rauch]
Kuckt, ech si wéi "wien déi Nigga?" (Wien dat Nigga?)
Talkin 'iwwer wat ass stackin', wat ass de Fok op? Huh, et ass et net ee vun eis
Dir kuckt dreckeg Nigga, Dir sidd net ee vun eis, Nah
Ech kommen aus ënnen wou Niggas Ninas matkritt (brr, brr)
Mir stoppen net op Schëss, datt d'Sonn op ass
Ech passéieren Dafi den Chop dat ass eng ginn a gitt
Mir setzen fënnef Steng a sengem Kapp wéi e Mineral
Mir setzen Mënz a sengem Kapp wéi eng Mento (brr)
38 Punching wéi Kimbo
Wann Dir mir schwätzt, Bitch erënnert mech datt ech e Riese (Riese)
Ech sinn erausgaang an d'Schoul, sinn ech definéiert
En Hater nach ëmmer hei a si léien (Fakten)
Awer am Dschungel Ech sinn e Léiw
Elo gesinn se mech op engem Fluch (brr, brr)
Si hu gär "Papi, Dir op Feier" (Feier)
Ech hu wierklech just den neie La Ferrari kaaft
Rd Wéi huet mech den Drot geschéckt (jo, skrt)
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Werfen wéi Braddy net de Empfänger (brr, pow)
Ausgefall Ateta Schoul, méi wéi mäi Schoulmeeschter ze maachen (AK, Domm)
Waarm wéi Är westlech, fir mech si en Iessen
Wann et net domm ass, da gucci de Sneaker
Dat Jong ze weich huet hien an der Rei an de Prêt geschwat
[Vers 3: Talvi]
Niggas kucken wéi d'Rücksicht (kuckt dat)
Schalt d'Vin op de Buttek
D'selwecht Nigga zum Graf
Ech muss se kucken, Millee topless
Krut de wäiss wéi Milonakis
Ech sinn am Traffic, soen wat Rockin 'ass
Héiert Dir mech? Féck, prett
Probéiert eng Welle vun engem Bo ze rëselen
Shorty Form wéi hatt Creole
Fuck e Parole, fuck e Co
Ech sinn outta Stad beim Haitianer iessen Greole
Ech sinn zréck uewen op der Papis
Méi wäiss wéi en Nazi
Big Rad nach ëmmer hunn ech de Paparazzi geduet
Keng Zäit fir keng Kaleelight
An ech sinn frësch bis zum Doud wéi et promesch Nuecht ass
Feck se niggas op der anerer Säit
Nëmmen Frënd, ech hunn, hien huet en dout Guy
Wann Dir iwwer hien schwätzt, da geet de Lead (Fly)
Niggas si handelen wéi se mech kennen, hmm
Zwee Véier op 'em wéi Kobe, spillt net mat deem lénks
Ech sinn ni op der Verdeedegung
Ech sinn [?] Dës Niggas
Schwätzt net meng Suen
Auslännesch Bitches [?] An engem Bentley
[Chorus: Dread Woo]
Werfen wéi Braddy net de Empfänger (brr, pow)
Ausgefall Ateta Schoul, méi wéi mäi Schoulmeeschter ze maachen (Dickhead, Dummy)
Waarm wéi Är westlech, fir mech si en Iessen
Wann et net domm ass, da gucci de Sneaker
Dat Jong ze weich huet hien an der Rei an de Prêt geschwat