[Intro]
Yeah
RIP little bro Todd
Stack, stack, stack stack
Great John on the beat by the way
I got shooters look
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look

[Chorus]
Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you lookin' up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love
Ridin' through that storm by my lonely
I Know these n***as watching, so it's on me
You could get shot, could get popped
Once I start shooting can't stop (bow pop pop)
Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you lookin' up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love (huh)
Ridin' through that storm by my lonely (yeah)
I Know these n***as watching, so it's on me (yeah)
You could get shot, could get popped (ooo yeah)
Once I start shooting can't stop (huh)
[Verse]
No I cannot stop, tell me why would I stop?
If I hesitate to finish him, I might die
She love the way I be drillin' it, like she my opp
I keep a choppa [?], and I'm on time
And it's gon' be my time, when I'm gon' die
Don't be cryin' at my funeral, we outside
They listen to me cuz I'm lyrical, don't just rhyme
This shit is clinical, call my [?]
Just a year ago I was bummy
I was rocking the same jeans, gettin' booked for tryna make some money
I was hungry, chop a rat like a mummy
In my city, I got beef
Imma smoke him if he start to fronting, not for nothing
N***as mad n n***as stuntin'
There's too much money to start beef, there's n***as out here really hungry
Now [?] bluffin', smoke this gas and count these hundreds
Let this bitch blow my meat
Send her back to you like it was nothing, stupid dummy

[Chorus]
Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you lookin' up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love
Ridin' through that storm by my lonely
I Know these n***as watching, so it's on me
You could get shot, could get popped
Once I start shooting can't stop
Hop out and blast, I got shootas, look (huh)
Stack up that bread like I'm Jewish, look (huh)
Big .40 on me, have you lookin' up
And I ain't cuffing on no thot, I need groupie love (huh)
Ridin' through that storm by my lonely (yeah)
I Know these n***as watching, so it's on me (yeah)
You could get shot, could get popped
Once I start shooting can't stop