[Part 1: Vantage]

[Chorus]
I pull up, and I flooded the Patek
And I cannot see you from my vantage
Blow yo brains, I think you needa bandage
And my brodie, we got the advantage
I skrt off with a Mink, and we made that boy vanish
We roll out, and we make this shit happen
I been out in Miami, just trappin'
Pull out Choppas, we made that boy panic

[Verse]
And I walk in this bitch with my bands
And my Choppa be up in my hand
Leave that boy dead body inna sand
Leave that boy dead body inna sand
And I'm poppin' on alla these ma'fuckin' xans
And all of em got me in a trance
And I'm walkin' in this bih, with the bands
And I do not got a choice, fuck a fan
I'mma ask my lil brodie, what's the ma'fuckin' plan
She gon' suck on my dick, I'm like damn
She gon' suck on my dick, like damn
Like damn, like damn, yeah
I know shit is fye, fye, fye
Put a bullet up, it go bop, bop, bop
Gra, ta, ta, ta, ta, bop, bop, fa, fa, fa, fa
Fuck a lil bih, wit my ma'fuckin' dick
She gon' suck on my dick, and my money thick
But a bitch so thick, get a bitch so thick
Got a bitch so thick, got a bitch so thick, (Vew, vew, vew, vew)
I pull up wit my Choppa, (Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
I pull out my gwuapa, (Bop, bop, bop, britt, britt)
I pull out that yoppa, (Britt, britt, britt, britt)
She know that the opp up
She know I might die, (Uh, grrt, grrt)
She call up the Doctor, (Huh)
And I'm all like, duck, (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
And I'm gonna shoot up adrenaline, (Vew, vew, vew, vew)
And I'mma just do up the middle man, (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)
And I'm shootin' up all the adrenaline
Poppin' on Xannies until my damn head'll spin