Avengers
Bow, bow, bow
OGz the fuck up, nigga
Everything K, nigga, don't get it confused, nigga
I'm big die Jet, nigga (Uh-huh)
I do good when I spin with the bros
But when I go dolo, it's better
I lost my old beam, I had to get me a new G
This shit pokin' out the sweater
Dot told me, "Focus up, nigga, you slackin'"
Last time he sent me a letter
Fuck puttin' bro on that bitch ave
When she touch down, I'ma be waitin' to stretch her
I been fiendin' to catch me a—
I been fiendin' to catch me a Jet
If he piecin' niggas with the left
RPTK, nigga, 'till the death
And why you keep sendin' them threats?
Three months home, you ain't even step
Nigga, fuck Jo Burna
Nigga got put in a wheelchair before his death
Word to my dead, this shit nothin' to me
How many blocks got spinned in a week?
We had them duckin' on 163
YellowTape gang, we ain't need a V (Die Y)
We ballin' out on the X, I'm not tryna foul out with this tech
Lotti and Glo, they hit the best
Mdot and Rah, they punch your chest
They linkin' up with the niggas that let Boomer die
They don't do shit for they set
She don't think structure, we tryna put somethin' under
All for Zel, I be throwin' the Jet
But don't get it confused, if he G6 flyin' that boy gettin' boomed
And I still wanna know, how y'all every O shot? Free 30, free CJ Goon
I do good when I spin with the bros
But when I go dolo, it's better
I lost my old beam, I had to get me a new G
This shit pokin' out the sweater
Dot told me, "Focus up, nigga, you slackin'"
Last time he sent me a letter
Fuck puttin' bro on that bitch ave
When she touch town, I'ma be waitin' to stretch her
I do good when I spin with the bros
But when I go dolo, it's better
I lost my old beam, I had to get me a new G
This shit pokin' out the sweater
Dot told me, "Focus up, nigga, you slackin'"
Last time he sent me a letter
Fuck puttin' bro on that bitch ave
When she touch down, I'ma be waitin' to stretch her
We ballin' out on the X, I'm not tryna foul out with this tech
Lotti and Glo, they hit the best
Mdot and Rah, they punch your chest
They linkin' up with the niggas that let Boomer die
They don't do shit for they set
She don't think structure, we tryna put somethin' under
All for Zel, I be throwin' the Jet
Pussy
OGz the fuck up, nigga
Y'all niggas know what the fuck is going on, nigga
I'm back, nigga, suck my dick, nigga
Die Y, die Y
OGz the fuck up, nigga
Everything K, nigga, don't get it confused, nigga
I'm big die Jet, nigga (Uh-huh)
I do good when I spin with the bros
But when I go dolo, it's better
I lost my old beam, I had to get me a new G
This shit pokin' out the sweater
Dot told me, "Focus up, nigga, you slackin'"
Last time he sent me a letter
Fuck puttin' bro on that bitch ave
When she touch down, I'ma be waitin' to stretch her
I been fiendin' to catch me a—
I been fiendin' to catch me a Jet
If he piecin' niggas with the left
RPTK, nigga, 'till the death
And why you keep sendin' them threats?
Three months home, you ain't even step
Nigga, fuck Jo Burna
Nigga got put in a wheelchair before his death
Word to my dead, this shit nothin' to me
How many blocks got spinned in a week?
We had them duckin' on 163
YellowTape gang, we ain't need a V (Die Y)
We ballin' out on the X, I'm not tryna foul out with this tech
Lotti and Glo, they hit the best
Mdot and Rah, they punch your chest
They linkin' up with the niggas that let Boomer die
They don't do shit for they set
She don't think structure, we tryna put somethin' under
All for Zel, I be throwin' the Jet
But don't get it confused, if he G6 flyin' that boy gettin' boomed
And I still wanna know, how y'all every O shot? Free 30, free CJ Goon
I do good when I spin with the bros
But when I go dolo, it's better
I lost my old beam, I had to get me a new G
This shit pokin' out the sweater
Dot told me, "Focus up, nigga, you slackin'"
Last time he sent me a letter
Fuck puttin' bro on that bitch ave
When she touch town, I'ma be waitin' to stretch her
I do good when I spin with the bros
But when I go dolo, it's better
I lost my old beam, I had to get me a new G
This shit pokin' out the sweater
Dot told me, "Focus up, nigga, you slackin'"
Last time he sent me a letter
Fuck puttin' bro on that bitch ave
When she touch down, I'ma be waitin' to stretch her
We ballin' out on the X, I'm not tryna foul out with this tech
Lotti and Glo, they hit the best
Mdot and Rah, they punch your chest
They linkin' up with the niggas that let Boomer die
They don't do shit for they set
She don't think structure, we tryna put somethin' under
All for Zel, I be throwin' the Jet
Pussy
OGz the fuck up, nigga
Y'all niggas know what the fuck is going on, nigga
I'm back, nigga, suck my dick, nigga
Die Y, die Y
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