[Chorus]
Pull up, I smoke an opp then I roll up
Roll up, hitting the licks as we hold up
Hold up, I see an opp then I load up
Load up, we take his grills now we gold up

[Verse 1]
Bitches is Indians, 'cause they got a red dot
I just pulled it, now I got a headshot
21 savages, like they is red opps
When I pull up, it end with a dead opp
My first body was a first degree
Tape and chalk 'round murder scenes
Turn him into a pack, bitch, goddamn
YUNGXEN is so mercilessly
3500, I put that on my wrist
503, I'd die for the RIP
R-I-P, I leave it to the mag
R-I-P, I kill for the bag
Won't catch me slippin', but you'll catch me slidin'
Don't talk to me 'til you in the whips we ridin'
You think we duckin' til you get to hidin'
Say we ain't hard, bitch, wе don't do confidin'

[Chorus]
Pull up, I smoke an opp then I roll up
Roll up, hitting the licks as wе hold up
Hold up, I see an opp then I load up
Load up, we take his grills now we gold up
[Verse 2]

[Chorus]
Pull up, I smoke an opp then I roll up
Roll up, hitting the licks as we hold up
Hold up, I see an opp then I load up
Load up, we take his grills now we gold up