[Intro]
Ay ay ay, Lil Crix bless yo' trap
Mhmmm mhmmm mhmm ay

[Verse]
I spin the bin on all you n***as
Hop out all on feet too
Park the car, let me hop out
I catch you flagging I'ma pop out
Mhmm mhmm mhmm ayy
Mhmm mhmm mhmm ayy
What I say?
Spin the bin, I spin the bin for real
Ay, bro go pass the Drac'
Me and Tazz in a 550, tryna catch a case (Trap)
Sport mode, down the I, I'm doing 150 (Ay)
Turn down this street, ay, let me let off, bout 150
Who the hell is all these new n***as, lil bro I don’t know
How the hell these n***as screaming motion like they is not broke
T you got shot in yo ass, lil n***a stop talkin'
All it take is two shots from this FN to stop walkin'
Everytime I pull up to the scene, n***as cop out
Last dude got shot in his eye, then it popped out
Real gangsta I don’t speak on no shit I’m not activе in
All it take a stolo and I pullin' up, I spin the bin
Beforе this rap shit I was hoppin' out, AUG
Ask around my city, n***as know not to play with me
Don’t let this lightskin fool you bitch I’ll pop you right up in yo eye
Last n***a tried to play to play with me bih that n***a died
Zoe cluck a n***a in the his head with this .223
Gotta better chance playing with lebron then playing with me
I can throw bullets and go on runs like Lamar Jackson
I can send my lil cracka to spin he look like John Paxson
Top dog in this shit, I'll send a hit if I want to
N***as know I’m certified, I pay for chops and bonds too
Free all of my n***as out the can, we can chase 'em down
Shot a n***a right by the lake, then I made 'em drown
[Outro]
Aye
How we beefing and I made you run
Mhmm N***a, bitch I don’t know you
Mhmm
You can go before I go too
Mhmm mhmm
That boy gonna go before I go to
Mhmm mhmm
I'ma exterminate that whole clique
Mhmm mhmm
Shit all you n***as gonna die
Mhmm
And that’s no bap mhhm
I can put that on my 5 jit
Mhmm Mhmm