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Bob Talla
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Lowkeymali, what's the word?
Grrah-grrah boom
Wizzy, baba oh
Grrah, grrah-grrah boom
Dami loun
Dami loun, Oluwa Wizzy
Mr. Dump for the Six
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Grrah, grrah-grrah boom
DB, SB (baow, baow-baow-baow)
Like, who next? (rollin' them dead niggas)
Grrah
Like
Grrah, grrah-grrah
Oh he on a Citi Bike right on 66 (Where he goin'?)
And brodie froze up, when he seen the grip (baow-baow-baow)
And I know who it was, but the nigga ran rick
Yo Hunch I did bad, I thought he was hit (Like what?)
Deez stay on they block, but I'm still tryna flick (Like how?)
Me and bro on Web, had to switch up the fit
C-hu, Chubby, let me go down the list (DB)
And shout out to-, he got shot for a mish
I'm in the X, but he wasn't there (Like where he at?)
Like-like how he on timin'? He flicked in the air (baow-baow-baow)
Backdoor open, I'm pullin' the chair (baow, baow-baow-baow)
Put the beam on his back, he wasn't aware
Got the one up above, so how I'm I scared?
He tryna bе me, but cannot compare (baow, baow-baow-baow)
They duckin' thеy tops, they not playin' fair
Put holes in the V, I dare them to stare
Brodie keep him a strap, no rubber (Like what?)
Icy, go and get back for your brother (Go get back)
They still ain't do shit and that's word to my mother
Ask boy where he from and he started to stutter (baow-baow-baow)
Shot clock clutch, start to flick on the buzzer
I was yellin' "die Shies" why he duckin' for cover? (grrah-grrah boom)
Mr. Dump for the Six, I'ma dump for my brothers (Mr. Dump for the Six)
And DB got popped, he couldn't recover (DB)
And shout out to Zoey, the wock in the Sprite
Shout out to Bucky, he soon meet this pipe (Bucky)
Can't go out like AJ, not totin' no knife (AJ)
And there's no one on Web, we back to the Shies (baow-baow-baow)
Catch Lil Bucky and we cancellin' flights (Bucky)
Like why would you run for your life? (Like what?)
Free bro, Mr. Up with the- (Mr. Up with the-)
Free Loc, I'ma send in the kite (baow-baow-baow)
Dami loun (baow), dami loun
Dami loun, Oluwa wizzy
Oh-oh he on a Citi Bike right on 66 (Like what?)
And brodie froze up, when he seen the grip (baow-baow-baow)
And I known who it was, but the nigga ran rick
Yo Hunch I did bad, I thought he was hit
Deez stay on they block
But I'm still tryna flick (baow, baow-baow-baow)
Me and bro on Web, had to switch up the fit
C-hu, Chubby, let me go down the list (DB)
And shout out too, he got shot for a mish (Like what?)
Like what?
Baow, baow-baow-baow
Niggas know how we get
Mr. Dump for the Six
Grrah, Grrah
Grrah-grrah Boom
Writer(s): Elijah Wallerson, Bob Talla
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