Intro
(Yeah, yeah)
Lil Sixshotta, huh
OTF, 67th
Let’s go, ayy
You already know what time it is (Woo)

Chorus
Ain’t no talkin’, we slide up, that chop sing (Brrt, brrt)
Catch a opp slippin’, let that Glock ring (Clack, clack)
If you strapped up, then why the fuck you ain’t gon’ mob? (Nah)
Fake n***as talk tough, but they ain’t gon’ rob (They ain’t)
We pull up, switch lanes, movin’ like a mob (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bullets flyin’, that shit never flop (Never)
OGs say the streets on lockdown (Locked)
When I hop out, best believe the whole block drown (Drown)

Verse
Fuck talk, we move silent, no chatter (Shh)
Shooters steady posted, ready to scatter (Rеady)
Opps got they head down, they prayin’ for thе better (Pray)
But ain’t no mercy here, we deadly, no pressure (Deadly)
Loaded sticks, straps heavy, pockets fatter (Stack)
Came from nothin’, now I’m on top with the ladders (Climb)
Lost some real ones, that pain stay deep (Deep)
But I’m built for war, no time for sleep (No sleep)
Snakes in the grass, gotta cut ‘em all off (Cut)
Can’t trust a soul, that’s why I stay strapped up (Strapped)
Pull up on your block, leave your body tossed (Gone)
If you ain’t gon’ mob, then you better not talk (Shut up)
OTF riders, yeah, we claim that shit (Claim it)
67th soldiers never playin’ it (Never)
From the Northside to the Block, we gon’ mob (Mob)
Run up on me wrong, and your whole squad drop (Drop)
Chorus
Ain’t no talkin’, we slide up, that chop sing (Brrt, brrt)
Catch a opp slippin’, let that Glock ring (Clack, clack)
If you strapped up, then why the fuck you ain’t gon’ mob? (Nah)
Fake n***as talk tough, but they ain’t gon’ rob (They ain’t)
We pull up, switch lanes, movin’ like a mob (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bullets flyin’, that shit never flop (Never)
OGs say the streets on lockdown (Locked)
When I hop out, best believe the whole block drown (Drown)

Outro
Lil Sixshotta, OTF, 67th
We gon’ mob for real, no cap (No cap)
Keep your head up, stay strapped, stay ready (Ready)
Ayy, we out here, huh (Woo)