[Intro]
Anything in my way get crashin’, everything I do is on purpose
.44 this and .38 that, but who have you shot with them burners?
Ayy, Mobz, that sounds wavy
Anything in my way get crashin’, everything I do is on purpose
.44 this and .38 that, but who have you shot with them burners?
MoraBeats
Everything I do is on purpose
But who have you shot with them burners?
Anything in my way get crashin’, everything I do is on purpose
.44 this and .38 that, but who have you shot with them burners?
Bang-gang, stang gang, hoe

[Verse]
I can talk about war on the beat (Why?)
I’m knee deep in the streets (I am)
I really slap man’s melon for S (Gang)
'Cause he’ll slap man’s melon for me (I really do)
How many times I pull up in Fields?
Anything L just skeet (Gone)
KA, what happened to bro?
Try run in his yard, but he forgot his key (Come ‘ere)
That’s chest and neck and back and the chest and neck was done by me (Goddamn)
I’ll get man down for free, been doing this shit since ‘013 (We really do)
How many times I made Psycho dash? (Free him up)
He quicker than Booth and Kash
Shooting and missing is dead, so that day I didn’t even bang off the mash
Whitez ain’t got no balls (Bitch)
How you run off and leave your yute? (You’re a bitch)
Had your BM ZT boppin’
Like please, BG, don’t shoot
Balistik better stick to the dance
You ain’t never done no drills (None)
Like gang ain’t got you on camera
Screaming out “Man’s not Fields” (Fuck’s sake)
And Jingz got his head buss out (Free bro)
On the wing with the heavy metal
Should’ve done him like I done J Hus (I did)
And burnt off his face with the kettle
Yargz got drenched on sight (Wet it)
You would’ve thought man was on a mission
And when me and KO cheffed up Blaise, he just laid in the foetal position (Baby)
So I don’t wanna hear about reppage (None)
Already said too much to mention (Indeed)
They had me on a four week trial
Section 18 with intention (Stress)
I can tell you ‘bout n***as I’ve shot (Huh?)
I can tell you ‘bout n***as I’ve shot at (Yes)
How many opps got chopped by man while I was waiting for trial in the wok house? (Numbers)
I’m the hitter in the cut (Ay)
I ain’t gettin’ out the car (Ay, ay)
I can shoot from far (I can)
Fully auto with a star
Opps coming and they’re runnin’ (\hat?)
Tell ‘em make up their mind (pussies)
If this lead catch head, I’ll leave you lookin’ V9 (I will)
What I say is what goes (True)
Man keep them opps on their toes (I really do)
Catch a Fields one with a Stokey one and everyone’s gettin’ poked (Why not?)
It’s chimney on the damn strip
Smash said he won’t miss (My n***a)
Then he rinsed off the clip
And then a opp got hit (Man down)
I can say fuck drill (Why?)
Cos you drill rappers are a joke (nerds)
Half you n***as on UDN either runnin’ off or on the ropes
I don’t know about ropes (What’s that?)
Where they at? Where they go?
Stampede Grand Union, dishing out free smoke (Gang)

[Outro]
Anything in my way get crashin’, everything I do is on purpose
.44 this and .38 that, but who have you shot with them burners?
Ayy, Mobz, that sounds wavy
Anything in my way get crashin’, everything I do is on purpose
.44 this and .38 that, but who have you shot with them burners?