Beep, beep
GBE the squad 
Its just us, we dont need nobody
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Sosa, baby 
Said Tadoe off the molly 
He spazzin out in the party, man 
Yeah, yeah
All these bitches know I get dough 
Pop a nigga soul like Crisco 
Im smokin on the gas like Citgo 
Fat ass on my bitch though 
Big rims, on my whips though 
30 clips, all my clips go 
You talk a lot but you aint on shit though 
We let off shots, you bout to get hit though 
Im Southside, Ill pop out 
OBlock bring them Glocks out 
300 bring them chops out 
We shoot up your block now 
Fredo bring them Glocks out 
Reese bring them crates out 
Ima bring them racks out 
Make your bitch wanna stay out 
But dont think she gone get paid now 
I just like to play round 
With niggas, I dont play round 
My boys shoot up the playground 
So please dont get sprayed now 
Sirens on the way now 
We can do this all day now 
Shoot you what you say now 
I know she wanna come up 
Cause I got lots of commas 
Louis and Ferragamo 
This why Im so stuck up 
High off earth, Im fucked up 
Bankroll got me puffed up 
She got a fat ass then you know that Ima fuck her 
All these bitches know I get dough 
Pop a nigga soul like Crisco 
Im smokin on the gas like Citgo 
Fat ass on my bitch though 
Big rims, on my whips though 
30 clips, all my clips go 
You talk a lot but you aint on shit though 
We let off shots, you bout to get hit though 
Tadoe off the molly 
He spazzin out in the party 
GBE the squad 
Its just us we dont need nobody 
And these bitches call me Papi 
Cause I gots lots of money 
Its a OBlock parade 
We love drummin and bitch we coming 
You better love your woman 
Cause Sosa fuck any woman 
These commas steady comin 
I turned nothin into somethin 
And I be tired as hell 
But my dick wont sleep for nothin 
And we love getting money 
I swear we wont sleep for nothing 
See opps, we pull our Glocks out 
Hollow tips pop out 
30 clips stick out 
Boy, please dont get shot down 
On the plug, Ill flood your block out 
Disrespect my block now 
Guarantee you get shot down 
Choppers chop your block down 
All these bitches know I get dough 
Pop a nigga soul like Crisco 
Im smokin on the gas like Citgo 
Fat ass on my bitch though 
Big rims, on my whips though 
30 clips, all my clips go 
You talk a lot but you aint on shit though 
We let off shots, you bout to get hit though