[Intro]
(All my shooters foreign)

[Verse]
I'm fifteen, you grown, what you hating on?
I'm outside on your block, what you waiting on?
OMG, keep a beam and it's staying on
You ain't part of no team 'cause your players gone
And I want me a AP that's two-tone
Got a couple of fiends, call my trap phone
He wanna be me, so that's my clone
Get the hell out my seat, yeah, that's my throne
Getting real high, smoking exotic
She being too nice, she being hypnotic, but I can't lie she get me erotic
You dissing my brother, we getting demonic
Keep a big gun, I'm feeling robotic
Making big moves, I'm feeling iconic
He just a dad, now, ain't that ironic, how it took too fast, thеy sum like Sonic
I cannot wait 'til l I catch you outside
Chop to his lip, like, hе may kiss the bride
He didn't smash, we know that he lied
Hiding the pain, we know that he cried
Smoking on gas and I'm getting real fried
Saw him that morning, next minute, he died
It's getting dark and I'm ready to slide
I can't be beat, you already tried
You rushing too much, just give me a second
I'm dicking her down while I'm kissing her neck
Which one you want, the MAC or the TEC?
And I'm getting the bag and I'm chasing the check
Tryna play cards like, "Where is the deck?"
And I'm tryna play ball, let's go to the Rec
Got a white plug, that's it, what the heck?
And I got me some vultures and they love to peck
Gang
[Outro]
Gang, yah
Got me some vultures and they love to peck
Chasing the bag and I'm chasing the check
Aye, OMG shit