[Intro]
Blaow, come here
Yeah, I hear you, n***a
We gettin' it, n***a, no cap
What the boy say, though? Uh-huh

[Chorus]
How the fuck you a killer, you ain't never seen a brain? N***a, hop in that box, catch a stain
Two deep, four Glocks, Lil J get off, n***a, you better stay in your lane
Ho, we 'bout that action, pull up takin' 'Cats, .308 tryna snatch through the frame
I got swag like Mick Jagger, fuck n***a, you a rapper, get in front the police and you sing
Dog shit inside my pocket, these blacked-out shades come from Celine
I drop bags on top of n***as, jump in these streets, see how it be
Four-door, three sticks and a buck-buck
Fully Drac', Lil J tryna switch the scene
Stake out on a lick, catch a honey bun
If 12 get hot, throw out the beam

[Verse]
You wouldn't guess what I've seen
Fuckin' up these checks, I'm a Dolce fiend
Catch up with that pussy, get out the hotbox, get clapped
Take the stick out your jeans
Caught the pussy and whacked him in traffic
N***a shouldn't've been lackin', he got slumped on the seat
Fully packin', I pull up, get active
Got my young n***a packin', get left in the street
I got rich off punchlines
Can't have no guns, still run from one-time
Didn't bust your glizzy 'cause you wouldn't use it, but I can't go, I bust mines
N***a, work your blick, it's crunch time
Me and Lil J run up front line
Bitch, eat my wing-wang
Leave a n***a flat, bitch play with some shit, that drum fire
Bitch n***a, we shoot jump shots, ten for ten hangin' out the window
Talk perfect form, my coach say I got good aim when that stick blow
You get pape' and flex it, we put that shit up and flip those
Fuck they stop my stressin', I invest in kills like crypto
Bump the Drac', beat switch like a bitch, no gloves, get did like Kimbo
Fuck up me another TEC, I had to split, took an L, that shit cute, but it's real, though
All of my young n***as pull up and shoot, SNQ get a dub like a field goal
Have my young n***as pull up and take all your loot, take him down, if he tell, we gon' kill bro
[Chorus]
How the fuck you a killer, you ain't never seen a brain? N***a, hop in that box, catch a stain
Two deep, four Glocks, Lil J get off, n***a, you better stay in your lane
Ho, we 'bout that action, pull up takin' 'Cats, .308 tryna snatch through the frame
I got swag like Mick Jagger, fuck n***a, you a rapper, get in front the police and you sing
Dog shit inside my pocket, these blacked-out shades come from Celine
I drop bags on top of n***as, jump in these streets, see how it be
Four-door, three sticks and a buck-buck
Fully Drac', Lil J tryna switch the scene
Stake out on a lick, catch a honey bun
If 12 get hot, throw out the beam

[Outro]
Oh my God
Whap him, whap him, damn, see?