[Verse]
dissonant piano loop, sliding 808, Aggressive Brooklyn Drill, rapid flow, haunting piano loops, low toned flow, melodic soulful hook | Voices: Male Voice, Female Lead Vocal with Child Backing Choir, Deep Brooklyn male voice, male vocals
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Lyrics
Look, hop out the rental, we makin' it messy
Hittas is talkin', we keepin' it pressy
Slide on the block, and we leavin' it heavy
I’m ready for war, and I’m ready for levee.
Hittas is fakin', they lookin' for clout
I’m the one mungo that they talkin' about
Put 'em in boxes, we closin' 'em out
I’m the big dog, and I’m takin' the route.
Look—hollow tips hittin' like thunder
Put 'em in dirt, yeah, we put 'em under
Hittas is hopin', they startin' to wonder
How we just came and we took all the plunder.
Stop all that talkin', you hittas is weak
I’m the one mungo that’s reachin' the peak
Hide in the shadows, we playin' for keep
I’m the big wolf, and you hittas is sheep.
Look—back out the toolie, it’s clickin'
Hittas is runnin', they lookin' like chicken
I’m in the field, and I’m really just pickin'
The ones who was talkin', the ones who was trippin'.
GLTTTT, BOW!
Hittas is fallin', they hit the floor
Knockin' on death, yeah, he’s at the door
I’m the big demon, I’m lookin' for more
Hittas is scared, and they lookin' for war?
Nah—hittas is hidin'.
I’m the one mungo that’s really just ridin'
Winners Circle, yeah, we keep it providin'
Hittas is dyin', and hittas is slidin'.
[Outro]
Mmm-mmm.
You heard what I said.
No Suburban, hittas know the vibes.
Everything Blue.
(Static sound cuts the beat)