Everything Dead (Feat. Cj Goon, Yft-Sensei, Lefty Goon & Pj Glizzy)

Gang, gang, gang (Is this Glvck?)
OY-OGz niggas know what's goin' on
Grrah-grrah, boom

And that's just the end of it
Niggas talkin', but don't be bendin' shit
I'm a goon, just tuned of adrenaline, pumpin'
Brodie wit' me, get to dumpin'
'Cause I'm ballin' like Diddy
Livin' like Yellow
Back on court like Carmelo, 40, it buck
You gon' hear the echo
So don't play with the goons, talking crazy
We run in ya' rooms
Heavy mops and stick and brooms
It's a problem, send 'em to the moon
It's a problem, send 'em to the lord

You got a chop, nigga, me too
I'ma up it and click when i see you
It's a difference, tell 'em listen
Brodie cookin' up dope in the kitchen
If a nigga act up, we gon' click 'em
If it's up then it's stuck, nigga
Let me know all my opps is broke
They be sharing clothes, like
If you know then you know
Niggas be like, "Bro, you throw
Five, i throw ten", man, fuck that shit
My chop extend, sending 30 shots
Why you throwing ten?
Like, these niggas never gon' spin
From the hills to the courts
We get money forreal better move accortion
Don't lack in the field
OY-OGz, better keep it steal

Uh huh, yeah like, fuck that, baby girl
I was itchin' to up that had ya' bitch
You just mad 'cause i fucked that
Had ya' bitch, you just mad 'cause
I fucked that, gang, gang, gang
I'ma bust it, bust it, bust it
I'ma touch it, touch it, touch it
I done forgot that bitch had a nigga
So me and the bros had to up it
So me and the bros had to up it, yeah
So me and the bros had to up it
So me and the- gang, gang

Bitch, i up with the right but
I shoot with my left
Push up on me, get hit in your chest
When you spin through my block
Better have you a vest
If not, that's your ticket to death
If a nigga throw up 4's
On the O's we gon' bang out
Me and brodie too deep where you hang out
We gon' slide on them niggas
To see what they 'bout
Two O's in the V wit' the thing out
Like, they don't know we clutch
Like, name one goon you touched
If you running to me, i'ma up
When you run into me, better duck

Like, we bend blocks, who tough?
Like, we send shots, who upped?
Got a baba, that bitch with the buff
If he uppin' the 4's then i
Bet that shit shit clutch, like
Jiggy man got a call that it's up
If it's up then we leaving it stuck there
Hollows hit 'em, they ended the function
We the opps, ain't no way that we bluffin'
Sensai with me so bitch, structure up
When we clickin' we aim at your muffin
And you know we ain't clickin' for nothing
When we score, that's the end of discussion
Gang, gang, gang gang, gang, gang
Suck my fucking dick oY-OGz
Grrah gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang grrah
And that's just the end of it
Niggas talkin', but don't be bendin' shit
I'm a goon, just tuned of adrenaline, pumpin'
Brodie wit' me, get to dumpin'
You got a chop, nigga, me too
I'ma up it and click when i see you
It's a difference, tell 'em listen
Brodie cookin' up dope in the kitchen
Yeah, like, fuck that, baby girl
I was itchin' to up that had ya' bitch
You just mad 'cause i fucked that
Had ya' bitch, you just mad 'cause
I fucked that, gang, gang, gang
(Bitch, i up with the right but
I shoot with my left
Push up on me, get hit in your chest
When you spin through my block
Better have you a vest
If not, that's your ticket to death)
Like, we bend blocks, who tough?
Like, we send shots, who upped?
Got a baba, that bitch with the buff
If he uppin' the 4's then i
Bet that shit C Clutch, like