[Intro]
Hey, Soulja

[Chorus]
Slit my foe, I'm spilling my grits
Switching on me n***a, I made your ass rich
Glocks out at Atlanta, he tipped
I had racks on my mind since a lil' jit
I'm clutching that nine, she clutching my dick

[Verse]
Lil bitch, .762 in the stick
Racks on they mind, leave his ass blitzed
Can't fuck wit' the time, I got that boy hit
Yeah, she a slimey bitch
Yeah, she a slimey lil' bitch
Catch his bitch, now he can't say shit
And the Perc ten gave him a itch
Yeah, I don't need no visa to slide on shit
Just like a dog, you n***as biting shit
N***a know that I get high as shit
Just pulled up on a n***a, fried as shit
Err, slime shit
Like a bird, I'm flying shit
Work, in his college bitch
Lurk, then slide on him
Burst in the choppa
Burst in the choppa
Burst in the choppa
Burst in the choppa
I'm finna walk him down bruh
Once I'm back, just wipe me down, yuh
Don't tell me, just clock this clown, yuh
Ooh, yes, put his ass down, yeah
Big bullets that may make a sound, yeah
I'm tryna uhh, catch me with the rounds
That n***a so cooked, he geekin' right now
I'm reading a book, he losing his mouth
Let it be said, I nut in her mouth
I left my phone at the drill, them commas stay out
I left the colored gloves while I'm taking 'em out, yeah
I love my slime and my scout, yeah
Visionaries in the house get free, yeah, yeah, they blowed
Steppin' on my n***as, might call 'em my stound
My old head n***as still moving them pounds
Grrah, grrah, fuh
[Chorus]
Slit my foe, I'm spilling my grits
Switching on me n***a, I made your ass rich
Glocks out at Atlanta, he tipped
I had racks on my mind since a lil' jit
I'm clutching that nine, she clutching my dick

[Outro]
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew
Pew, pew