[Verse 1: KayyKayy]
I ain't your average artist (No)
Unlimited love for Blue
When he aims and shoots, always hits his target (Hit that)
Unlimited love for Zeez
The smallest n***a with the largest cartridge (Big grr)
Yutes get splashed in front of civils
Couldn't give two fucks cah' my heads where the task is (Ying)
Pop them doors and duke try run
I didn't even fuss cause Times1 the fastest (Where you going?)
We used to test these guns in the marshings
Now I'm catty, hit blocks and chance it
Yo, I can't never be from the 2s
That's bare loose screws, and suits and caskets (Fuck them)
If I, swing my splash like juice
That's blood and two-three hundred Spartans (Ching, ching, ching, ching)
My sinners step and my Laners drop
I cut through ends, still tape off blocks
I'm with Cas and O, talking guns and guap
I'm a serious stepper, outstanding member
I see 'em turn bitch like a [?] dock
Buck into gang and opps start lagging
When dude got touched, he did nothing but watch
Free Sneakz and Wick it's a frighting squad
Free Slapshots too, he don't need no game
Three get hit when the mandem creep
How you on the L tryna' find Chief Keef?
When gang drop O's like we're 063
If we slime one more then it's UAV
Hour glide
Only takes one minute to rise and click it when we clock them faces
He done all that chat on the net
Got slapped by the skeng and he did not make it (N***as know)
[Verse 2: 6ix]
I don't need me a busted wrist (I don't)
All I need is a loaded clip (Bang)
That's another opp resting in piss
And half of the gang done talking shit (You know)
And most of the gang done fucked his bitch (Ha)
I'm just a young n***a tryna get rich (Trust)
The ting did click two times, but on the third time I see it hit (Bang, bang)
What the bumba (Ha)
I got a yard ting shaking her hips (Yeah)
If I hit, will she hold her lips? (Woo)
Big corn that will take down ships (Yeah)
Don't get caught in a pickle
The corn ain't little, it'll tear through vessels
Someone could die if I get in this ride
Slide on them like I does on ice (Slide, slide)
Oh my, oh my (Ha)
My young G stole man's eye
In the back of the ride with the ting on I (Woo)
My man would've been dead
If his ting didn't jam that would've been bye (Bye)
So don't cross that line (Ha)
I make mumzies guy, step to the L, they must've been high (They must be)
Where's my man? He got sent to the sky
I don't know why they talk on the guys (Why)
Every time we step they run and hide
They ain't stay far aside so stay inside
I can never be like them man and take pills when broski's died
Put down the pills and slide, that's another version of suicide (You're pissed)