[Intro: Abra Cadabra]
Sho, sho, sho, you know, AB in the building, seven shit
H1K made this
O way or no way, get right or get left or get stretched
Free the drillers ten times, you know
OFB shit
AJ made this
Yeah, right now it's an Fs up or get your chest up
Wear your vest cuz'
You know, gang (Gang, grr, bow, bow)
[Verse 1: Abra Cadabra]
Four opp blocks, went purgin', lurkin'
Spin it and burst him (Yeah)
Who's that chillin' on the opp block district? (Sho)
Come like the opps ain't learnin' (Nah)
He ain't who he says he is in his tracks
Lil prick 'cah I know him in person (Puss)
He can tweak on the net 'til we catch him and hurt him
Burn him, close them curtains (Grr, bow bow)
[Verse 2: Blitty]
(Mhm) Please don't let me dun mans rahtid (Please don't)
And out of all the opps that we got **** is the softest
Gang sweep up the niggas that carpet, target (Woosh)
Target, don't end up a target (Don't)
Heard that broski been talkin', one chest shot and your whole gang bawling
Litty (Baow), litty (Baow), litty (Baow)
But know that the gang get drilly (We litty)
Me I might haffi just go over there rise up and fling corn 'pon pickney (Baow)
Me I might haffi just go over there rise up and fling corn 'pon Philly (Baow)
Me, I don't like them yutes, they don't like me too so the gang get busy
[Verse 3: Kush]
(Kush) I'm
Strapped up in my hood, no I can't roll loose
Gotta make sure I protect my head back (Uh-uh)
Any while gang go get the get back
Slap off your chest, F's up, where your vest at?
Spin that, ping that, pray for my sin and
Laser beam clean him up like a bin man (Huh?)
I've been on some badness shit, I've been bad
Slide on the opps, can't lie when I spin back (Bow)
Bro bro gotta clean that, sweep that
Two hands on a grip, when I lean back (Lean back)
Duck duck goose, I'll shoot on a lean, man
Countless times send corn on the [?] gang
Double up on the TECs, we got bine
Step with bro he got his, I got mine
You know I back my bros, my slime
Ain't given no fucks if he's wrong or right
[Bridge: Abra Cadabra & Bradz]
He said that we got too much rappers and not enough slappers
He's a little liar (Liar, liar), pants on fire (Fire)
Like he never got shot out his attire (Gang)
Chest shot (Bow), make it leak like juice on the opp block (Sho)
When they get chopped like fruit (Gang)
Aim for your head, try split into two
Then I'm doin' date night, just me and my boo (Ah)
(Ah, skrr, skrr)
[Verse 4: Bradz]
Who's next? Who's next? Grip bally and step (Skrr, skrr)
Wear a vest, wear a vest and protect your chest (Bow)
If lil bro said take your things off your neck (Uh)
Better do what he said like Simon Says (Take it off)
Rev up the four door, palm on the .44 (Skrr, skrr)
Only holds six, wish it was four more
Just like the nina, buck when I squeeze her
Trust she'll spin like a ballerina (Baow)
Bro got the turner singing like Tina (Skr, skr, skr, skr)
You can't see me, I'm John Cena (Nah)
Just cah' I'm masked up like grim reaper (Woah)
Swift with the blade and flee with a beater (Bah)
Opp block purge let me creep up back from Luger two 9 millimetre (Baow)
Could've got autos, they a lil cheaper (Skrr)
Cash come through a sweeper (Skrr)
[Verse 5: Kash One7]
(Rrr, rrr, rrr) Get the drop on dem boys (Rrr)
If we miss it (Skr), it bugs me (ay)
Still tell the young boys, "chill, don't rush (Don't rush), don't rush (Don't rush)"
Young T & Bugsey (One lean)
You man wanna' take them a trip, glad they got me, don't need no advisor (Grr, grr)
Lean wit' a uh, lean wit' it (Bine, bine)
Fuck that, leave something wet like saliva (Bine, bine)
Flicky (Flicky), steady (Steady), bad one (Bad one), wetty (Wetty)
One flick with the thug, baby look it's best that you roll with a wap not Fetty (Louder)
The way we done shush was ugly (Hush)
Shit, fuck, ugly, betty
Since the time that my hammer had me locked in the slammer (Grr, grr)
Still lean with the ruh, don't tempt me (Bine, bine, bine)
[Bridge: Abra Cadabra]
Pretty 'pon any side, she look good, she a Ghana tings, yes (Sho)
Said her ex-man was a poomplex (Sho)
Stretch out man like who's next? (You know)
You know how we run this bombaclaat
Why you think she wan' ride me and done my darg?
Promise she a army man, done the talk
Grab the gyal and lean
[Verse 6: Akz]
(Ay) Lean wit' it
No tints on the ride, got a stainer shit
Got a sweet little jawn, I'mma lean on it (Baow, baow)
Broski hopped out the ride tried to heat that prick (Baow)
When it's glidin' time I put my feet on it, tryna send man high like the fiends and shit
Can't roll with man if you're an idiot
G-lock's .44 put some tea in it (Bine, bine)
Ramb in my waist, not bine, still lean wit' it (Splash, splash)
Creep up, splash man, bait, make a scene and shit (Baow)
Push a little big batty ting but bro told me he's not feelin' it
'Cuz isn't cute and mean and shit (Bine)
He already got bun with the smoke
What you think? The mandem are still on keepin' it (Mad man)
Baow, baow, baow, when the mandem pull up don't run and leave the strip (Please)
[Verse 7: YF]
Lean with the girl, I’ll lean with the wap
On the opps block’s on ultra attack (Baow)
Two hands when I grab it and slap it (Baow)
It was broad day mains when the prick got tanned
Late night flame when we made new packs (Packs)
Don’t hold this smoke, get turned into ash (Bill it)
But even though we still get this cash
Cuz how many fours got dropped like a [?]
Into pieces, we’re sweeping it
Step with the stick or the broom man’s cleanin’ it (Sweep that)
And I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout spices, fry it
Cuz I’ve been heating it up like seasoning (Flame it)
Squeezin’ it, I’ll make it red just give me a reasoning
Done a hot box in the ride with the steam in it
Spot ‘em drop ‘em like any beam on it, lean wit it (Ba- ba- baow)
[Bridge: Abra Cadabra & Double Lz]
He said that we got too much rappers and not enough slappers
He's a little liar (Liar, liar), pants on fire (Fire)
Like he never got shot out his attire
Chest shot (Bow), make it leak like juice on the opp block (Sho)
When they get chopped like fruit (Gang)
Aim for your head, try split into two
Then I'm doin' date night, just me and my boo (ay, ay)
[Verse 8: Double Lz & Bandokay]
I’m lit in this bitch baby girl come my bit (I’m lit)
Right pon the cocky she climbing
Fly out the ride, give a fuck if I’m driving
They think riding is what talkin’ online is (Yeah, yeah)
I really don’t mind it, I know what I did (whoo, baow)
I tried slap corn where the mind is (Baow)
Plus I chinged my man out his sliders (Hahaha)
I just for the drop from my thot in your private
She gotta back off, she got back shot
She better back off, she in love now (Yeah, yeah)
My broski slapped off, tried take his cap off
Gotta spin the back block where we gotcha (Ba- baow)
One time I crashed off and they all dashed off
They ain’t on man’s job when we come out (Runners)
Bring out the pump like BPG
Done him up [?] (Bando!)
[Verse 9: Bandokay]
The shotty beat too quick, too stubborn
What's my last name? Can’t make her a Duggan (Nah, nah)
In the fast lane, Magnum got her stuck
And say the wrong word make broski bun him (Bun him)
B-U double G love gunnin’
Had them runnin’, one shot and I’ll done him (Bow)
G-lock stunnin’, no switch got me buzzin’
Need the auto hear it rip when we comin’ (Watch it)
Comin’ (Ay), comin’ (Ay)
Her panties drop for the gunmen (Gunman)
Said she a freak, freak of the week (Ay wait)
Shorty let’s have fun then
Yo .44 long nose, four door gun show
Then roll up on opps and bun them (Brr)
(Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
If they wanna slide back then come then (Nizzy, Nizzy)
[Bridge: Abra Cadabra]
Pretty 'pon any side, she look good, she a Ghana tings, yes (Sho)
Said her ex-man was a poomplex (Sho)
Stretch out man like who's next? (You know)
You know how we run this bombaclaat
Why you think she wan' ride me and done my darg?
Promise she a army man, done the talk
Grab the gyal and lean (Gah, gah)
[Chorus: Abra Cadabra]
Lean wit' your wap (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (Sho, sho)
Gyal lean wit' your man (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' the gang (Grr, grr)
Just lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' your wap (Sho, sho)
Lean wit' your gyal (Gang, Gang)
Gyal lean wit' your man (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' the gang (Grr, grr)
Just lean wit' it (Bop, bop)
Lean wit' it (Bop, bop)
Lean wit' it (Gang, gang)
Lean wit' it (Sho, sho, sho, grr)
