[Chorus]
Yeah, make a deal
Walk down, put the Glock in the seal
Off the perc, what I'm seeing, not real (Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
He tried to be God, that n***a got killed
All white truck, that shit look like milk
Rick Owen docs little bitch, not stilts
Banana clips, yeah, n***a get pealed
Remember I was down, I had to steal
Fuckin' yo' hoe, throwing up (Fifteen)
How many bands, think it’s like fifty
Got off the phone with my n***a Nizzy
Leave me alone, lil' bitch, I am busy
Got a white shooter, look like Jozizzy
N***a, you're hideous, don’t call me twizzy
Oh thats your hoe? she get hit like a stizzy
Smoking that gas, that shit is real sticky
Yeah, make a deal
Walk down, put the Glock in the seal
Off the perc, what I'm seeing, not real
He tried to be God, that n***a got killed
All white truck, that shit look like milk
Rick Owen docs little bitch, not stilts
Banana clips, yeah, n***a get pealed
Remember I was down, I had to steal
Fuckin' yo' hoe, throwing up (Fifteen)
How many bands, think it’s like fifty
Got off the phone with my n***a Nizzy
Leave me alone, lil' bitch, I am busy
Got a white shooter, look like Jozizzy
N***a, you're hideous, don’t call me twizzy
Oh thats your hoe? she get hit like a stizzy
Smoking that gas, that shit is real sticky
[Verse]
Yeah, three, two, one
That Glock finna blast off
That boy tried to run down
He got Covid, shoot his mask off
And my bands XXL, wit' yo' shooter, he a mascot
N***as love talkin' on computers, boy, you caps lock

[Interlude]
I have to specify the line, I didn’t mean "CapzLock" as like the rapper, I meant like caps lock on a computer, like "N***a you cap", You know what I'm sayin', caps lock, you know what I'm sayin'
You get it tho' right?
Okay, alright

[Chorus]
Yeah, make a deal
Walk down, put the Glock in the seal
Off the perc, what I'm seeing, not real
He tried to be God, that n***a got killed
All white truck, that shit look like milk
Rick Owen docs little bitch, not Stussy
Banana clips, yeah, n***a get pealed
Remember I was down, I had to steal
Fuckin' yo' hoe, throwing up (Fifteen)
How many bands, think it’s like (Fifteen)
Got off the phone with my n***a Nizzy
Leave me alone, lil' bitch, I am busy
Got a white shooter, look like Jozizzy
N***a, you're hideous, don’t call me twizzy
Oh thats your hoe? she get hit like a stizzy
Smoking that gas, that shit is real sticky