[Verse 1]
I just got a drop, that's intel
Now man's filling the 12 with big bells
Fuck the drill scene
Ask 'bout me in the hood
You'll know why my name ring bells
Grind three buds and bill up a big L
Culprit, Mizz and Gucci, I inhale
Bootings, chingings, tuna swinging
Opps get pressured on road and in jail
1 see red tape, no ribbon
If it's a past then that's my present
I got a gift when it comes to cheffing
Wet mans head and he learnt his lesson
If verbal's got me stressing, simple
Get round there and stretch him
How's R1 still giving me verbal?
When Culps died, like he never left him
We did it again like Bis
And again you didn't wanna back your bredrin
Got my splash when I get trap fit
So try G check, won't finish your sentence
Run a man down, he run out of breath
He run out of blood, now he's in the mud
I think 'bout him when I roll this bud
Think 'bout him when I roll this bud
[Verse 2]
She got cute face and booty
Big boobies, that's all round beauty
Who's he?
Don't care if you're juvie
Get a boy down, now I can't be choosy
Ever since SY named his mindi
How many guys got done by Susie?
Gyal say I'm cute and cooly
But she don't know what I do in QC
But she don't know what I do in Cumbo
That lightie come like a cross-breed pack
No Runtz, the other one straight from Congo
And I heard suttin' else just got packed
Don't ask "By who?"
I'll tell you "God knows"
Six in a dirty long-nose
L2, R2, two-hand control
Turn that block to a war zone
ZK low, that'll step in trios
Load up guns and hit mans back like Hitman did, let it burn like Neo
Might sound they look like us
But trus' ain't wild like us, like Rio
I grew up in a concrete jungle
So my attitude stinks like B-O
Gang catch case, no biggie
Bro notorious for his blicky
All eyes on me for two pipes
Hustle can't die like Nipsey
I was 15 tryna be like 50
In a T-House with a pack and flicky
Wanna get rich but the beef is fried
Run up on me, you might die trying
The opps are salty, beef is frying
Bro just peppered one with his iron