[lyrics from snippet]

[Verse]
Hop out that cut, flunk shit up, turn a n***a into dust
ARP, 50 on drum, make a n***a tail tuck
Can’t show a n***a from the city no pity, his ass ain’t tryna get burnt up
Think shit silly, girl, send it to the city, I ain’t tryna get- Ok
2-feet tall with a wood grain grip, just know that’s a Drac
If 30 was out, then it wouldn’t be shit, we just buck at his face
I got n***as that’s dead in that grave
I got n***as that’ll send you to space
I’ll put that n***a in a grave, how you like what he sayin’ ‘bout Jace?
These n***as be bitches, his ass get burnt up
Fuck with the opps, better pray they turnt up
She wanna lift her skirt up and I might do it if she can’t change
And I ain’t even flex no chain
Bought us a crib and got us some cars and shit
If you think he’s okay and keep you safe, the bullets’ll rain

[Verse 2]
I be tryna kill, I be tryna drill shit
Pop that boy like a pill, that lil’ n***a won’t kill shit
Watch mе buck this gun if you think I ain’t with the shits
That lil’ n***a ain’t on none’, y’all can lay it up
Y’all gon’ lay it up tba