No Sweepers lyrics

[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
Like, what?
Ah
(Mmm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
What the f*ck?
Every opp shot, grrah
Like, what?
Ah
MB, MB
5z on top
Ah

[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla]
GBG, we gon' stick to the code (GBG)
How many times did we up it and throw? (Like, what?)
Drop the lo' and I bet I'ma go
We tryna send a n*gga up with Glo (John Glo)
I spot Dudey', he better get low (Like, what?)
I'm on the 5, big knocks on go (Grrah, grrah)
Oh, they actin', so let's make a show (Grrah)
It's a Petey if I spot Sdot Go (Ah)
I've been outside spinnin' blocks with my heat (On bro)
Like, these n*ggas know who I be (Like, what?)
Kenzo B,GBG, b*tch, I'm the Sleeze (MB)
Like, I'm on the O tryna creep (Tryna what?)
Smokin' on 'Dotty, put his ass to sleep ('Dotty)
Like, now that dumb n*gga deceasеd (He dead)
I done had oppas runnin' from thе beam (On bro)
Like, we made 'em run down the street (Ricky)
On the 4z, where the opps? (Where they at?)
I got my switchy, I ain't tryna box (At all)
n*gga, we got unlimited shots (On bro)
They keep dissin' the 5, but they duckin' they tops (Like, what?)
It's like, how many times we got got?
Can name over twenty, b*tch, they got a lot
Smokin' on Mexi, Lotti with the Rah(Rah-Rah)
We smokin' on 'Dotty, Notti, off the za' (Notti)
Like, what's a Sweeper to a mopper? (Like, what?)
Like, what's a OY to a Flocka? (Flocka)
Get on his body, do 'em just like Wasca (Wasca)
f*ck all the Sweepers, I'm smokin' G Poppa (G Poppa)
Lot of Gz done got took off the roster (Roster)
Notti got poked and he died at the doctors (Like, what? Like, what?)
On they block, treadin' up like I'm Waka (Grrah)
If the b*tch [?] no way I'ma flock her (Ah)
Lotta n*ggas got shot, they didn't get back
Smokin' Fries only right, n*gga, I'm a big Makk
And I know a couple n*ggas that's really sit back (On bro)
That could never be us, let's talk about facts (Like, what?)
If he lack on his block, he a pack
I'm with Rayy, that's the 'Wok, two Makks (Ewok)
Tryna clear out the block, we don't know how to act (At all)
Tryna dump every shot, where them lil' n*ggas at? (Where they at?)
Get up close, no, I'm not tryna miss
Got a Glock with a beam and a switch (On bro)
I'm tryna blitz 'em and knock off his wig (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Why they actin'? They know what we did (Ah)
f*ck all the OYs, them n*ggas is kids (OY-K)
Blick gon' blick 'em, you n*ggas [?]
b*tch, I'm a Balla, I'm bendin' on they strip
TG got accurate aim when he clip (On bro)
Why the f*ck they mentionin' the 5? (Like, why?)
I think these lil' n*ggas tryna die (Yeah, they are)
Walkin' through ten, I threw a extra nine
n*gga, every shot count, I'm tryna see 'em fried (On bro)
Thottie line 'em, catch 'em by surprise
I'ma pop out the cut, start pickin' on my .9 (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
He got shot in his eye, better leave him blind (Like, what?)
5 block, GBG, we them demons on time
[Verse 2: Rayy Balla]
Like, why they keep dissin' my block? (Keep dissin')
Like, nobody been in the 5 (Grrah)
Hang out the window when we let it flock (Let it flock)
Like, he tried to run, but he died (He died)
Pop me a Perc', let's go spin on they side (On they side)
Oh, he think I'm bluffin'? Don't care, that's a b*tch (That's a b*tch)
Like, watch how watch how I start posin' threats (Grrah)
Smokin' on bro, then somebody get left (Ah)
Like, better go ask about Mex' ('Bout Mex')
G Pop died, got put right to rest (Right to rest)
Like, no, we don't care bout your set (We don't)
f*ck what you jackin', we big EBS (EBS)
And we Get Back Gang, we don't settle for less (GBG)
Like, I'm tryna crash me a Jet (A Jet)
The first one I see, then we makin' a mess (A mess)
We gon' slide on a bike, brodie shoot off the pegs (Off the pegs)
Like, b*tch, I keep one in the head (In the head)
Where the f*ck is Sdot? Tryna knock off his dreads (Where he at?)
Like, whenever we upped it they fled
Ain't nobody got grazed, they get shot or they dead (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
Like, n*ggas be talkin' to feds (Why they rattin'?)
b*tch wanna f*ck, but I left her on read (On read)
Lotti and Notti got poked 'til they bled ('Til they what?)
I be laughin' like, "Who gon' be next?" (Ah)
Like, know we put on for the set
If they droppin' that sh*t, then somebody meet death (Meet death)
Like, go bend that block, make a left (Make a left)
Hop out the V and just click 'til none left (Grrah)
Flashy a bum, I'ma shoot down his Jet (Grrah)
Rah got packed, they ain't do nothin' yet (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Bro hit a opp, he improvin' again (He is)
Like, he ready to do it again (Yeah, he is)
We stay with a .30 whenever we send
Ain't talkin' no Perky when we go and bend (Grrah)
On the Mitch' tryna spot me a Crip (What?)
Couple of dead opps, they restin' in p*ss (Ah)
Dissin' my block, but they know how we get (We do)
Like, Kenzo gon' up from the hip
[Outro: Rayy Balla & Kenzo Balla]
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, boom
Every opp shot
Like, ah
Ewok
Ah
Every opp shot, ah
Like, 5z on top, grrah