[Intro: WockHardt]
Bitch
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)

[Chorus: WockHardt]
Late night, on they block, tryna creep
Only brodie, was glocky and me
Get up close, tryna aim at his uh
Get up close, when we hop out the V
Three opps got poked, a lot got shot
I made shh duck his top when he ran into me
Bullets fly, poppin’ out, 3D
He get flocked if he jack GBG

[Verse 1: 150 EBK]
He got poked, where the fuck was his team?
Three poles, if you want him to scream
I get close, ain’t no shootin’ from deep
Made him run, only turned on the beam
Seen his pops on the block, he a fiend
She gon' line him up, just for the green
Pulled up, slippin’, left him off the lean
Makin’ movies, they be makin’ scenes

[Verse 2: Humble Gz]
Like, who I smoke? That’s Melly
Like, Boomer got left by the telly
I’m with L’zzz, bitch, is you ready?
When we run into Boschi, get hit with a deady
Nigga, Roscoe got beat in the deli
Like, Notti, poked in his belly
Smoking on any dead opp from the Hill
If you jacking them niggas, then you better—
Like, then you better duck
Like, ay, yo, pass me the drum
Like, Benji, Wasca, Cane
OYK, all them niggas got punch
Like, tryna click till it’s—
Like, tryna click till it’s done
Like, grrah, like, grrah
Tryna click, 'til it’s done

[Verse 3: Dev Money]
We trynna pull up, where they at?
We tryna send him, with his dad
Them niggas pussy, talking, but they fat
Catch them in traffic, make them running lap
Like, and we dropping the Flocks
So many dead niggas from they block
Dougie B dissing, nigga need to stop
He caught a hot one lacking on that block
Like, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah

[Verse 4: COE Wiki]
I got my .9, AP got the .80
Like, we tryna make us a movie
Back out, I don’t recognize who he
I’m threw a shot, had him ducking his G-L-O
Best opp, if you know, then you know
We smoke Glo
Goofy was lacking, caught four to the—
Goofy was lacking, caught four to the dome
We was just on the Hill, worda bro
Like, where the fuck DudeyLo?
Sayin’ my name, but he hidin’ in Jersey
Once I get the drop, where he live, i’ma go

[Verse 5: 150 Wiz]
Like, I’m tryna slide where they be at
I bet I’ll let it fly, with no ski mask
Slime, bitch it you want, we gon' keep that
AJ was cryin’, tryna get his G back
Like, bro got the V
Got a beam, he gon' drop on the scene
Like, and that shit green for the Gz
48, he get shot if he think we the Gz

[Chorus: WockHardt]
Late night, on they block, tryna creep
Only brodie, was glocky and me
Get up close, tryna aim at his uh
Get up close, when we hop out the V
Three opps got poked, a lot got shot
I made shh duck his top when he ran into me
Bullets fly, poppin’ out, 3D
He get flocked if he jack GBG