[Intro]
This six-shot one will turn him to a sticky one
Zhocold Music
If I see him, he's guaranteed runtz, punk (Boy, boy)
I remember when I shot that sucker, skid dem tires and burned that rubber (Ska-kah, skah)
I caught me a thug, he was one up, allowed him, he could have got bun for his—

[Chorus: DoRoad]
We the maddest of yutes
Trap 'lready told you, the 'azardous yutes
Step 'round there with the maddest of boots, I shoot, I shoot, I might do it with two
I ain't a fan of these yutes
I'm squeezy, believe me, dem man rap, it's just meady
Black bells left man leaky, should have never said that he beef me
We the maddest of yutes
Trap 'lready told you, the 'azardous yutes
Step 'round there with the maddest of boots, I shoot, I shoot, I might do it with two
I ain't a fan of these yutes
I'm squeezy, believe me, dem man rap, it's just meady
Black bells left man leaky, should have never said that he beef me

[Verse 1: DoRoad]
Why you frontin'? You ain't no fucking gunman, cuz'
N***as can't say nun' about me 'cause they seen or heard I'm a bun man, bun man
Skid 'round tryna get a pump, 'cah I made man jump when I hit him with the humpty dump
This six-shot one will turn him to a sticky one
If I see him, he's guaranteed runtz, punk
I ain't no eediat, step 'round there and just beat it, but I'ma just step 'round there and just beat it
I squeeze it when I see a man (Boy)
Then I'mma dash off when I got him
Peewee, my blood, man I love him, I got him
We got bad habits, we've got in common
Catch an opp then we pop him
Shout out Trap, I ain't his yes man but if he says yes, I'ma press
Fuck this wap talk, I'mma talk this grub for a sec
Half a B of the bridz and I just got a next half B and a maxifer mix
Rob me, don't even think kid, 'cah I'll spill a man's juice, no mixed drink
You ain't never been in your face, I got a Q on Q then I hit the bando in OT for a couple days
Fast forward later, now I got racks, paying nitties half a G on the forward, tryna race, they get a bowl for coming first place
They love it, yeah they love me
I'm in a Lambo, Hurrincane, better run when it's coming

[Chorus: DoRoad]
We the maddest of yutes
Trap 'lready told you, the 'azardous yutes
Step 'round there with the maddest of boots, I shoot, I shoot, I might do it with two
I ain't a fan of these yutes
I'm squeezy, believe me, dem man rap, it's just meady
Black bells left man leaky, should have never said that he beef me
We the maddest of yutes
Trap 'lready told you, the 'azardous yutes
Step 'round there with the maddest of boots, I shoot, I shoot, I might do it with two
I ain't a fan of these yutes
I'm squeezy, believe me, dem man rap, it's just meady
Black bells left man leaky, should have never said that he beef me
[Verse 2: DoRoad]
Don't fuck with me, I'm a nutter
On Snapchat, I might do Chris Tucker
I remember when I shot that sucker, skid dem tires and burned that rubber
I caught me a thug, he was one up, allowed him, he could have got bun for his brother
I shot more n***as than the fingers on my right hand, two of them bootings done one up
I caught my man with [?] and [?], they watched my man get cut up
And true say, my man did throw bottles, the reason his skin did get turn up
Ay, gotta shout out my brother, I love him, for him, I'll throw my gun up
And that that grown man tried 'nap me back then, recently his skin got bun
Dem man on chattings like I ain't no paigon
If I see him I'll blaze him
Kitties do favours, I don't pay them
Buj on the floor have them running like Mayhem
Man there got done so dirty, when he survived his mum said "Amen"
Godly man but I move like Satan
Qualified with these shavings, qualified with these gauges
Been two years since a man got blazin'
Me, Big S and Fibz done my man, 12 years the gang was facing
Still we finessed those cases then leave the main roads painted

[Chorus: DoRoad]
We the maddest of yutes
Trap 'lready told you, the 'azardous yutes
Step 'round there with the maddest of boots, I shoot, I shoot, I might do it with two
I ain't a fan of these yutes
I'm squeezy, believe me, dem man rap, it's just meady
Black bells left man leaky, should have never said that he beef me
We the maddest of yutes
Trap 'lready told you, the 'azardous yutes
Step 'round there with the maddest of boots, I shoot, I shoot, I might do it with two
I ain't a fan of these yutes
I'm squeezy, believe me, dem man rap, it's just meady
Black bells left man leaky, should have never said that he beef me