[Intro]
Sore losers gonna crack, pussy break, pussy breaking down
Crash dummy to a fist for that vacant time
[?] working on a ship, now I'm taking off
Battle flag turn white, now we're taking off
Sore losers, gonna crack, pussy break 'em off
Crash dummy to a fist for that vacant time
[?] working on a ship, now I'm taking off
Battle flag turn white, now we're taking off
Sore losers gonna crack, pussy break

[Verse]
Musket volley on his turf, we gon' light him up
Brodie cold with the sticks, we the mighty doves
[?] leaves smokin' that from dited puff
[?] leaf pack in the air, this shit gas or what? like
Fuck yo views you got smoke lil' bitch just pack it up like
.357 in that toe we bring that action up like
Skrull and Silver keep me chilly on my collarbone, no monotone I call that bitch over she come like vamonos like
See my agenda critical, the goal is to be rolling in it, jk
Fuck about my turf, I put emotion in it, AK
That shit hawking loogies probably COVID in it, mayday
Masked up out the crib, I'm move the lowest in this
Hit a lick. squad got poles that get you stuck in code
Smoking doofus off that stoop, it ain't no reginal
This lil punk gon' keep repeating, how the semi go
You get lifted by that shit now that's a