Tidda Bop

Gz
Grrah-grrah
Gzzly
Gz-gz
Grrah-grrah
Gang-gang-gang
Gang-gang-gang
Gang
Ahh

Independent the fuck is a deal
I'm just up tryna get me a mill
Tidda boppin while clutching the steel
Homie a bitch he went out off a pill (Grrah-grrah)
40k and it's fuck how you feel
Since a youngin' i been in the field (40k)
Drilling ops it ain't no time to chill
Honestly ratty im glad you got killed (Ahh)

Most the ops went out cus of dissing
Where he going them bullets not missing
He got shot, i always be clicking
Where's bobby, that nigga not living (Bobby)
Where's lou, went out on a mission (Louie)
He got hit & turnt into fiction
Got took off the earth like eviction (Grrah-grrah)
On the block and I'm toating my smithen
If it's beef then we making it lit
Four-five knock em' out his kicks
Two shots, aim it at his bitch
Four more, aim it at his kid
Like, (Grrah)
Four more aim it at his kid
Four more aim it at his kid
Two shots aim it at his bi-
Tidda boppin this shit never stops
Keep clickin' til somebody drop (Tidda)
We could link, what's the vibes
Let me know it's just me and my knocks
Wit the fetti's on the block
I'm the gz i don't fuck with the flocks (Fetti the fetti)
Got a burner i don't box
Ratty a bitch he got hit off his top
Wake up that nigga still dreaming
Fat boy he's down he ain't breathing
Keep sleeping-keep sleeping
That's how you bop, he went out on a weekend (Grrah-grrah)
Off the bobby i really start tweaking
He a bitch and went out on a evening (Bobby)
Keep sleeping-keep sleeping
One in the head now that nigga not breathing (Like)

Independent the fuck is a deal
I'm just up tryna get me a mill
Tidda boppin while clutching the steel
Homie a bitch he went out off a pill
40k and it's fuck how you feel
Since a youngin' i been in the field (40k)
Drilling ops it ain't no time to chill
Honestly ratty im glad you got killed (Ahh)
Like, every opp shot
Like, everything dead



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Writer(s): Alexander Gonzalez
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