[Lyric] Genna (Screama & Chappo CSB)

[Intro: Chappo]
Grr-rrr
Ayo, SPINS
Big bludclart machine
Up top like Higuaín
Hahaha, grr

[Chorus: Chappo, Screama]
Wagwan Genna? What's up brudda?
Me in need of a mat' that's a brand new wap
And a side of a wetter
If he trips, ching that fella
Corn gets sent, nuttin' like letter
Hole, headshot, team that member
Just like mail, return to sender
Shells start raining, no umbrella
Dotty made me pull, spread out like Nutella
Scope, red-dot, beam, or censor
Grr-grr, solve that agenda

[Verse 1: Chappo]
Sweep that block, do my chores
Get round there for the corsa
Do it for thе spin on the brand new 4's
On the opp block, wе're doing up smackdown
In the T house where I'm serving raw
Everytime there's skengs out
They spread out just like a jezz, man beat it
I'm a trap star, it's a secret
I want racks more than vibes
Spill that juice like a Five Alive
Swing that knife, straight through jackets
Open my ...
Tear his skin like I'm tearing fabric
Last time, a guy got lit like matchsticks
Serve that 8, digdat, that's tactics
Free up the ass. gon' tear like plastic
I can backflip, that's that gymnastics
Fantastic when it pops like elastic
Backflip, anytime I score me a hat trick
Catch this match, everyday I'm match fit
Everybody duck everytime that we grat this
[Chorus: Chappo, Screama]
Wagwan Genna? What's up brudda?
Me in need of a mat' that's a brand new wap
And a side of a wetter
If he trips, ching that fella
Corn gets sent, nuttin' like letter
Hole, headshot, team that member
Just like mail, return to sender
Shells start raining, no umbrella
Dotty made me pull, spread out like Nutella
Scope, red-dot, beam, or censor
Grr-grr, solve that agenda

[Verse 2: Screama]
Can't leave my Bruce like my last name Wayne (No way)
Bro's got me, I got bro same way (I do)
Jump out gang, tryna give him a shave (Ying)
Put-put that rammy away
Can't let civils' see blood on that blade (I can't)
We was outside tryna catch us a K
We didn't come back 'till something got taped (You know)
But we dont speak on drills
'Cause the feds want us locked up in a can (Our man)
Rise and tan when I spot me an opp (Bow-bap)
That's the sound of the mash
Keep it cutty when something gets slapped
They lie in tunes, we don't cap in our rap (No way)
You can ask gang if I'm speaking facts
Caution, don't get caught on the lack (Don't)
How many man been put on the bora?
Backpack with a skeng, but it's nothing like Dora
Two liter, man do it in a corsa
See feds switch gears like Forza (Skrr)
I can tell by my man's aura
He reps that block, so donny got bored up (Ayy, come here)
[?], corn gets slapped at your corner (Bow)
Trauma when the opp's skin gets torn off
Don't lack on your block when we out on a glide (Don't lack)
I can see in my man's eyes
The fright when the pussy got slapped by the 9 (Bow)
Lean out the ride, slap two at a time
Cut out the scene when we do that crime
I've seen Red like Bull when we spot me an opp
No way, that can make corn fly (I can)
I've seen Red like Bull when we spot me an opp
No way, that can make corn fly
(No way, that can make corn fly)
[Chorus: Chappo, Screama]
Wagwan Genna? What's up brudda?
Me in need of a mat' that's a brand new wap
And a side of a wetter
If he trips, ching that fella
Corn gets sent, nuttin' like letter
Hole, headshot, team that member
Just like mail, return to sender
Shells start raining, no umbrella
Dotty made me pull, spread out like Nutella
Scope, red-dot, beam, or censor
Grr-grr, solve that agenda

[Outro: Screama, Chappo]
Dotty made me pull, spread out like Nutella
Scope, grr-grr
Dotty made me pull, spread out like Nutella
Scope