[Verse 1 - Jdot Breezy]
Hit the lights, bitch its 30 off in this 9
Put this beam on his ass hit that n***a in his eye
You wanna ride wit em you die wit em bro we slangin iron
Its a drum on this K i swing this bitch like i was blind
762 out that chop leave a n***a momma crying
Play for keeps just keep your heat cuz its really n***as out here dying
Why you reppin on that shit that ain't body you lyin
Hit a n***a with a stick and hope his ass crucify
He wanna jump off in that water he gon splash or get wet
Bullets flying n***a dying shoot that [?] off his neck
Bitch im known for slanging iron im gon die bout my respect
Stood over dude 2 in his neck and then put 6 in his chest
Add that up bitch its 8 762 fuck that vest
223 clean up the scene even though it leave a mess
Yoga class training shit we be leaving n***as stretched
Run down on you by myself i ain't no rookie ima vet
His ass smoke Greenlight mean go lets up the sco shit thats a bet
Go toe to toe they at the sto we need mo bodies put to rest
Look down the sco aim for his fro knock his brains by his neck
Smoking dope thats gas hit a n***a with this tech
Who want soke give him a dose he gon feel it in his chest
Hollow eat that n***a brain now that n***a think less
Swiss cheese the whole car watch the crash dummy wreck
Best believe Jdot gon squeeze if he sneeze he get blessed
[Interlude - Backstreet Tk]
And thats just that
NHG, No Hospital Gang
We ain't scared n***a
We the topic of the feds
I keep one in the head

[Verse 2 - Backstreet Tk]
We need another dead opp Bibby old news
Spin up on they block choppa eat his ass like soul food
How you tryna beef and pussy n***a we dont know you
Jdot get throwing dragon balls like he goku
Hold up let em overdose
Bullets travel go coast to coast
N***as bitches they do the most
Like snapchat they be getting ghost
Insurance on yo self instagram they love makin post
Put some bread on his head now the n***a getting toast
A n***a killed my dawg now that shit over with
Do him like a leep with the heep we gon blow the jit
My dawg turned snake in my face and i ain't notice it
Caught em on my line then the n***a had the [?] the jit
Creep up on his block like a fox knock him out his sock
Bullets hit his head peel back his top now he a top opp
It ain't no Biggie we gon spin do his like Pac
13 rockets in this Glock James Harden on the block
Told Ksoo ass to chill we gon handle that
40 bullets melt the n***a face just like candle wax
Told my Glock to pray before you eat where yo manners at
It replied n***as died 6block where they bound to slide
Speaking on Snoop thats the quickest way to go
Heard you ragged on ya mans thought lil Bibby was yo bro
6 momma got shot, he ain't even up the sco
Glock like bic he'll light you up just like a pote
[Outro]
Ay fuck them dead ass n***as
N***as know where the fuck we be at
And n***as know who putting in work
You n***as ain't did shit out here
Pussy ass n***as