[Intro]
Grah
Grah grah boom
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Yo Eli what the fuck is poppin?
Grah, MB, MB
Drip, drip, drip

[Verse 1]
5th to the Sev pop out it get active
If he moving wocky we gon pack him
Hollows hit em make him do a backflip
He tryna get a feature then I'm taxin'
On the 50 with the sitchy Makkin'
Shh- got hit why the fuck he was lacking?
Off of yellow now a n***a blackened
Chrome hearts and Amiri for the fashion
Send a shot all you heard was a ring?
If I'm coming my knocks I'ma bring
N***as dissin but they ain't do a thing
N***as ain't never take risk for they gang
If you ain't the Makk then you a stain
How my young demons spinnin snatch the chain
Bitch I'm pistol packing I got aim
Boomin at n***as we like fuck a rake
And no we ain't shootin from deep?
Get up close wе gon put him to sleep
Opps pussy they be duckin heat
Big ass chop knock him off his feet
Off thе perky masked up tryna creep
He keep dissin can't wait til we meet
Ima up it then click before he blink
Vision blurry i'm goin off the drink
Try to run he got shot in his back
Supa sitchy i could neva lack
Supa mb ion fuck wit hatz
Bitch i was 13 totin on a strap
In the Maybach, the pole on my lap
Smokin on Mexi they can't get him back
Talk facts let's get into that
Words on my fives they never got clapped
Ima look for the Gz n the O's
EBK and that's just how it go
And these lil n***as talkin on bro
So when u see me better have your pole
Zombie tips gon' lift a n***a soul
N***as be snitchin fuckin up the code
How u jackin that n***a? he told
If he jackin the opps then its slow
Trippy demon i'm stuck on my ways
Smokin Lotti and Caine to the face
Bitch i hop out shoot a n***a in his what
Baby .380 it's tucked in my waist
Do a hit get low on the chase
If it get hot then I'm skipping them states
N***as pussy no i can't relate
No I ain't jackin none, them n***as plates
Like what cause we ain't wit the nonsense
Spin the lam, I'm lookin for a target
If i spot a Jet then ima park him
These lil n***as don't know what they started
5th to the sev DOA we heartless
Im the wokk, I'ma get it regardless
I'm a demon I'm just bein honest
Chop on my lap then u gotta pay homage
In the V I'm spinnin wit chaser
Smokin dead n***as out the paper
Couple opps got smoked like vapors
No u can't run causes this Glock got a laser
Filled with anger
So jus hope u dont run into me cos u know ima flame ya
Shit major
I be spinnin n clickin n leavin n***as on the pavement
We dangerous
N***as know what my n***as get into
From the 50's, bitch we too official
I'm off the drugs and i'm clutching my pistol
Think you hot and im comin to get u
N we hittin whoever is wit u
Bullets get to flyin like its missiles
He gon die when it rip thru his tissues
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[Outro]
(grah grah boom)
(every opp shot)
(everything dead)
(MB, MB)
(Drench, drench)
(grah, grah grah)