[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Imma hop up in that foreign and I'm swervin'
Yeah
[Chorus]
Imma hop up in that foreign and I'm swervin'
100 bullets, they all hot just like a furnace
Imma pull up with a choppa, bullets burnin'
And Imma hop up in that Urus, bitch I swerve it
And if you try to run up on us, got some nerve, bitch
AR sweatin' bullets, you gon' think it's nervous
Whippin' 'Ventadors, bitch I fuckin' skrrrt it
Shotty got the buckshots, leave you hurtin', yeah
[Verse 1]
Actin' like we ain't gon' do nothin', fuck around and find out
We ain't give you time to prep, bitch we pull up right now
Aye, paid 10 grand for a flight now
Pull up, take you down with 9 rounds
Hold up, I got bands to count up
Bitch, we ain't give no fuck
And if you talkin' down, let the Glock go off, buck buck
Lookin' for a handout, pussy boy fuck off
I heard you was talkin' down, but I don't give one
Fuck you and your gang, you can all get lost
And if you don't bitch, Imma pull out big guns
Grahhh! Hеar 'em go 'grahhh, buck!'
[Chorus]
Imma hop up in that foreign and I'm swervin'
100 bullеts, they all hot just like a furnace
Imma pull up with a choppa, bullets burnin'
And Imma hop up in that Urus, bitch I swerve it
And if you try to run up on us, got some nerve, bitch
AR sweatin' bullets, you gon' think it's nervous
Whippin' 'Ventadors, bitch I fuckin' skrrrt it
Shotty got the buckshots, leave you hurtin', yeah
[Verse 2]
Guns go "bang bang" when we pullin' up
Cars go "skrrrt skrrrt" when we pullin' up
And we gon' fuckin' hit you up
Oh, bitch, we gon' fuckin' hit you up
Thought you knew this, I'm the trending topic
I got like 2, 3 bands in my pocket
Choppa bullets hit you, they some fuckin' rockets
Pussy boy, you best proceed with caution
Imma hop up in the Urus or the Bentley
Countin' hunnids up, motherfuck some 20s
Finna pull up with that motherfuckin' semi
And we gon' shoot this shit 'til it's fuckin empty
[Chorus]
Imma hop up in that foreign and I'm swervin'
100 bullets, they all hot just like a furnace
Imma pull up with a choppa, bullets burnin'
And Imma hop up in that Urus, bitch I swerve it
And if you try to run up on us, got some nerve, bitch
AR sweatin' bullets, you gon' think it's nervous
Whippin' 'Ventadors, bitch I fuckin' skrrrt it
Shotty got the buckshots, leave you hurtin', yeah
