DooWop, Tadoe, Chief Keef - 2026 lyrics

(Ayy, Manzo, we got a hit, boy)
(Ooh, Bighead on the beat)

I'ma stick with my dog like
Stitch was stuck with Lilo
All these niggas out here hidin'
I find 'em just like Nemo
In the streets if I was Gee Money
I woulda been killed Nino
Saw a nigga got knocked off his bike
And it ain't Debo nah, he ain't see though
That was a free score
He got hit with four, five, six
Ain't talkin' CeeLo
Call that a free throw, they stealin' lingo
We done run through a hundred bowls
We need kilos can't fuck with me though
I know they see though
Bad lil bitch, she eat jerk, now she a Krio
Yeah, she a freak hoe, she love to deepthroat
Chopper on me, make a nigga dance
He look like Ne-Yo

Picked the bitch up, she turnt up, man
Where my remote?
Shoot a nigga down, all in his back
Now he need chemo we was doin' hit's
We was doin' drills all out the veno
Fuck nigga died
Niggas better not say GBE though
Niggas actin' like they can't get no
Money but that shit sweet though
I was in a Lamborghini the other day
I ain't got no lease though
Free all my young niggas went
Down for that RICO chief So pull up reekin'
All the hoes call me Puerto Rico
I ain't been to the hood in six years
Still smokin' Zeko
You know I got that meat roll and
My meat roll look like meatloaf
I put wings on my Jeep
Now I can fly this bitch to the east coast
Came outta the womb knowin' I
Was gonna be BD folks

Ayy, ayy, ayy go, go
Gang, gang, gang
Know how the fuck we rockin', man
It's 2021, man, livin' in 2026
Man, still gettin' rich, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Just passed on another lick, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy it's a fuckin' go, dummys
Gang, gang, gang
GBE 4L, RIP them niggas, free them niggas
Bang, bang, bang
That's how we bomin', on folks

He can't get up in this car with
Gang unless he drop the rakes
He was talkin' crazy out his neck
And lil folks shot his face
Hit a stain for fifty bowls and hit
The lot and cock and spray
Take the what and leave the what?
We left not a trace
It's a go, yeah, it's a go
We hit not a break
Pass a stain and left some bowls, damn
That's my mistake
Caught that boy and wiped his nose, yeah
That's how we play
It's a drill, yeah, it's a drill
About that pistol play
Play them games and get for real
Then it's DOA
Stackin' chips up in the field
But no Frito-Lay uh, I say, play them games
And get for real, yeah, it's DOA

On folksnem
(Keep that) , that's how the fuck we bomin'
Ayy, the Mooster tote my Ruger (haha)
Ayy, the Mooster tote my Ruger
Ayy (He cashed it) ball, hahaha
The Mooster, ayy the Mooster tote my Ruger
Ayy, I ball, but I'm no hooper ayy, ayy
All this-All this ice, I'm goin'
Let's get it, run it back