[Intro]
Yeah
Slumped 808's
Yeah, yeah
Run it, yeah
We gonna run it, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I keep all them toolies my city on lock
Lil' homie you flexin' but where is your guap?
I keep me some shooters that stay up the spot
They raid this bitch out like they was the swat
I got that choppa on me
Doo, Doo, Doo, Doo and it spray for the free
Talk all that shit but that talk be so cheap
Tryna be me 'cause I get paid to speak
And bitch I’m on go that Glock it be boomin like Metro
And just like a truck bitch my lungs blowin' diesel
Get hit with that lead no number 2 pencil
I’m all on yo head yeah all on yo temple
If you ain’t talkin' money then what is you talkin' for
I got some shooters that spray for the pay
Big 40. with a green beam on the aim
Thotty with the shits she gon' tell me where you lay
Then I pull up broad day with the K , Aye
Pull up broad day with the K
Your life is over we rollin' the script
We sendin' some shots, you know they gon' hit