[Verse]
I said, whoa, go wash the leaf off with some fuckin' water
Bih' tell ya dead folks I'm sorry, I'm tryna fuck your daughter
And this bitch really, really hoe, way before the bitch, ever ran the martyr
I swear the Glock got a mind of its own, motherfucka done got smarter
I swear this muhfucka' buss when i tell it to
Yeah, fuck n***a, we breakin' hella rules
Hang with the mobb, that's what we use to
Doin' that job, n***a loose screws
Gotta bring a coat outside, like igloo
And I'm gon' wipe that boy nose, no tissue
And we draw down on a opp, no pencil
I catch a opp, show his ass my pistol
I wanna be facе to face but, I'd just do that
Should I just bust shawty or should i just screw that
With H3llboy, n***a, he just boolin
Play with thеm rules, n***a, feel that fully
Put a price on his head, n***a, like a mullet
Gotta fix Glock sight, n***a, this bitch crooked
I'ma shoot just like Johnny Green, but not no rookie
Ain't no opp comin' to this block, n***a, 'cause they pussy

[Verse 2]
Bust this Glock at his ass, he gushing
Nig' I ain't got no love for no n***a, walk with a Glock named 'Tilda Matilda'
N***a tote a SCCY 9, n***a put his trust in them caterpillars
BabyLife Demon, N***a, I would kill a n***a, I'm a villain
Kilo so gone, man you n***as laughin' at me, a n***a lookin' at the ceiling
Mm, I'm finna blow up, you ain't never felt that feeling
Mm, n***a I'm finna pour up, wock in my fucking system
N***a call Spaz to get 'em, I'm for sure gon' blitz 'em
N***a wanna have a shoot-out at my fuckin' show, gotta pay that ticket first
N***a you broke n***a, all my opps broke, can't even get in
When I was young, get in where I fit in
Designer bag on my waist, but this hoe fitted
Shrooms in my system, and this shit trippy, hm
I fucked two bitches back to back, just like a counter
Just got a rack on rack, n***a ain't stoppin'
Fake ass friend of mine, feel yall back stabbin'
Caught a pack on me, feel the damn weight, n***a I'm not braggin'
I'm on the winnin' side, we ain't never lost
I lost a couple brothers to the chain, dawg
Mm, n***as be snitching, play ya cards right
WIll pull out that fye, I won't fist fight
Somebody get popped, soon as they get right
Ain't gon lie' it feel good, hop back on that mic
Locked up in the slums, n***a had no life
[Verse 3]
Hm, hm, I drop down on a opp, do 'em bad
Pop out with that stick, with face mask
I don't give a fuck, stay mad
Me and BandGang, gettin' hella bands
If I catch a opp, watch this n***a ran
I'm on redan, made a opp ran
Free Lil' Lamb out that can
Hm, do it again if I got too
Hawk his ass down, like I "Hawk, Tuah"
Mm, lil n***a get ate, dog food
Mm, junkie, they love dog food
Been beefin' wit' them n***as since rhude
GF, catch 'em, whack 'em
Mm, this Glock, its tan, but its blackish
Bitch can't stop sucking my dick, she got fetish