[Intro]
Hey, Go, Go, Aye
I'm Talm bout spray it on 'em, hit face and shit

[Verse]
I want everybody in this bitch (Everybody in this bitch)
Lil' Jace tryna catch a body in this bitch (Catch a body in this bitch)
I'm goin' 90 up the 106
Tell these rappers stop playin' before I fuck they bitch
Real walkdown artist, Glock sound like a glitch (Sound like a-)
Someone tell me who this white boy think he fuckin' is
He a jake, runnin' from shit, he try to sack, run and got sacked, I'm talkin' hit his dreads they hate to see it, im talkin' spin on that whole block, clear the scene, we pick his casket, get him hurt, See i'm sayin' i'm tryna see everybody grеivin', these n***as be Doublе R, don't got Double R, I can't even claim 'em for reasons, I'm talm bout we gon get the drop and then we clappa season (Clappa season) Yeah, that 7.62 hit em', now his soul leakin' (Soul leakin')
Said im turnt today, we gon' take it to the grave (To the grave)
Say that boy flexin' someone tell 'em not to play
Im talkin' split his wig, he lucky if he keep his face
Now it's another n***a down on the E-way (On the E-way)

[Outro]
Y'know?, Come catch the fade