[Intro]
When y'all say I stopped here
(Boy-)
Watch this again, hol' on-

[Chorus: wildkarduno]
Knock his head off, he do all that cappin' (Pussy ahh n***as)
I told that bitch, "I want gun attachments"
Not living like that, that n***a rappin'
Pop out the cut and the pistols clappin'
Bag on his head, since he think he trappin'
Bread on his head, ain't no hand dappin'

[Verse 1: wildkarduno]
Call Smoke, pop out at the A, n***a (Straight like that, n***a)
Two Glocks, it's night and day, n***a
Young n***a, I feel like Trey, n***a
Bands on me, I feel like Ray, n***a
Too many TEC's hangin' out the car
If you play wit' the gang, you get smoked, cigar (Gang)
Try to run off, you ain't goin' far (Okay, I got the video, I got the video)
Pound on me, I'on serve out the jar (On gang)
Yeah, it's bread on his head, we gon' get 'em
He a Monkey, n***a, we gon' split him
You better hope .223 bullets gon' hit you
And we pop out the cut and we gonna get wit' you
And my gang goin' up, n***a, just gettin' richer
My white plug down the street, man, he call me a n*****
You a cap ahh n***a, he ain't pull no trigger (Gang)
[Chorus: wildkarduno]
Knock his head off, he do all that cappin'
I told that bitch, "I want gun attachments"
Not living like that, that n***a rappin'
Pop out the cut and the pistols clappin'
Bag on his head, since he think he trappin'
Bread on his head, ain't no hand dappin'

[Verse 2: ohsxnta]
Aye, ain't no head dappin'
He don't get no play, he fappin' (Aye)
Police askin' questions
My n***as don't know what happened (Yeah, yeah)
I got hella racks (Aye, aye), so she want me back (Aye)
I got hella mag's, pull up, you get wacked
I can't fuck wit' bro, that's a no no
That boy go to Saks, he a hobo

[Verse 3: 1oneam]
I'ma spend a rack on this denim
He want some smoke, finna catch him
Go-Goin' too fast, can't catch him
Hit a jugg, boy, you let him
High as fuck, yeah, I'm too gone
T-Took off and I spread 'em
I'm in Saks, no coupon
Bad bitch for the group (Yeah)
Spend a rack on the shoes
Pop in, take the loot
We put that boy on the news (Yeah)
We put that boy on the shirt (Hm)
I'm in the A wit' the guys
Talk down, you gon' get murked
[Verse 4: Marrgielaa]
I hop out the whip, I'ma shoot
Bitch ass n***a, I know he a fruit
I'm in the field, can't recruit (Pussy ahh n***as)
I hop out the whip, I hop out the coupe
I'm outside, got the stick
I wear the Gucci, I don't wear the Rick
I'm off the lean and that's it
Bitch ahh n***a, ain't go hit no lick (Straight like that, n***a)
I see twelve, then I'm runnin' quick
I hop out the whip, "What the fuck is this?"
I get the money, I am not no bitch
I got the racks on me, I am rich
I'm finna blow up, n***a, just like Ukraine
I popped a Perc', then I go insane
Bro got killed, bitch, you not the same

[Outro]
Okay, I got the video, I got the video