[Intro: Lil Zay Osama]
Gang
Gang (Gang, gang), gang
(Oh my God, what it this? An L beat)

[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
Chase him down, glah (Come here)
He on the ground, get up (Get up)
Him and his mans hit up (They hit up)
His ass can't get up, mhm (Frrah, frrah)
Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Tell 'em, "Go dig him up)
Now he a dead homie, fuck all of your dead homies (Fuck all of your dead homies), mhm
It was messy on the scene, we left his ass with red on 'em (Red on 'em)
Pull up on 'em, bail out on 'em
Full swings (Come here), we ain't sparin' no n***a (Grrah, frrah)
Smoke his ass, a bold bitch (Bold bitch)
Get up close in pеrson with this gen five (Mhm), four nickel (Mhm, grrah)

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Ayy, fifteen shot my first Blick, nеxt week put on six capes (No cap)
Used to be drillin', now I'm rich
They still spinnin', shall drench
Stuck in the trenches, I was lit
N***a ask Jay P and Mick
And I have to come do 'em legit (No bap)
Still gotta move with a stick (No bap)
He don't know what to do with the switch (Brrt)
Got to send more than two on the blitz (Phew)
Yeah, my gang get wicked, the sickest
We don't leave no n***as with sticthes
Used to stay on the opps, I was viscous
So my mama know you n***as bitches
I be still in the 'Raq taking pictures
So a lot of you lil' n***as bitches, pussy
Finish missions, got exited
Free Lil' Inch, gotta fight it
Making statements, n***as writing
She gettin' fishy, I don't like it
Four-nick like some lightning
Catch a Vick, this bitch a strike 'em
It did so much shit as strikers
Pray the clique don't indicted (Shh)
[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
Chase him down (Come here), glah
He on the ground (Get up), get up (Get up)
Him and his mans hit up (They hit up)
His ass can't get up (Frrah, frrah), mhm
Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Tell 'em, "Go dig him up)
Now he a dead homie, fuck all of your dead homies (Fuck all of your dead homies)
Chase him down, glah (Glah)
He on the ground, get up (Get up)
Him and his mans hit up (Hit up)
His ass can't get up, mhm
Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Dig him up)
Now he a dead homie (Dead homies), fuck all of your dead homies (All of your dead homies), mhm

[Verse 2: Lil Zay Osama]
Bail out in that Benz (That Benz) with that drum on me (Drum)
This yo' days, don't hit the floor, you better not run from me (Frrah, frrah)
Catch up, I'ma stand over yo' ass (I'ma stand over yo' ass)
Fuck them cameras, you know I got mask (You know I got mask)
It's on the news, his ass got blast four times in the face, I'm knowin' he fried (Glah), n***a
Ayy, light the room, pick on Facebook, got yo' face took
Aim (Aim), when I stunt at them n***as (N***a) I rob, they know how I rock (N***a), so they shook (They shook)
All my opps dyin', when it comes to bodies, you know how they look (You know how they look)
I been disrespecting all my opps so much that I got my page took (Fuck 'em)
We can't catch 'em, kill his brother
Foenem died, they mama cryin'
Fuck it (Huh?), we make yo' mama suffer (Make yo' mama suffer)
N***a, we breed killers, I can make Obama tougher (Obama tougher)
Really from the mud, learned from my mama brothers (Learned from my mama brothers)
Catch a body next day, don't think nothin' of it (Don't think nothin' of it, glah, glah, glah, glah)
[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
Chase him down (Come here), glah
He on the ground (Get up), get up (Get up)
Him and his mans hit up (They hit up)
His ass can't get up (Frrah, frrah), mhm
Ambulance pick him up, tell 'em, "Go dig him up", mhm (Tell 'em, "Go dig him up)
Now he a dead homie, fuck all of your dead homies (Fuck all of your dead homies)
It was messy on the scene, we left his ass with red on 'em (Red on 'em)
Pull up on 'em, bail out on 'em (Come here)
Full swings (Come here), we ain't sparin' no n***a (Grrah, frrah)
Smoke his ass, a bold bitch (Bold bitch)
Get up close in person with this gen five (Mhm), four nickel (Mhm, grrah, n***a)