[Intro : Jerry west]
41, This shit come with my heart
I can't see cause i shoot through the dark
Come with a ruger i’m letting it spark
Kr my brother he shoot let it bark
Dotty a dummy he died in the park
Spin through my block you not making it far
Move like i’m Kyrie i shoot One on One
Stay with my gang, we don’t do One on One

[Verse 1 : Jerry west]
I don’t box i just do gun on gun
Talk on my trip, i’m like how did u run
With my bitch she just shoot you for fun
I’m a demon i shoot like i’m X
I don’t double back i won’t talk to a Ex
Double back cause i shoot like i’m Seth
Cdot he keep him a blick in a tech
When i shoot I’m a aim for the neck
Can't fuck with a bitch got me vexed
DaeDae Just shoot ‘em my n***a be bugging
Dotty You never did nothing you fronting
Now we blowing shit up in a dozen
I be bugging i’m letting my chop blow
Shoot through your taco, dealing like chapo
When i aim, i don’t care where your top go
Give me the matho sing it like rocco
Nine on side, Oh that’s a block though
Shooting like curry, don’t care where rock go
She a baddie she shake it like Megan
Spin with a Forty it’s kickin like Tekken
I gave her the dick now she begging
If that bitch is a leg than she legging
Im a beat it up right through her leggings (Glahh)
If it’s beef then it’s beef, ain't no deading
[Verse 2 : Kyle richh]
Spot me a Flex and i’m taking that risk
Like, Fuck it just empty the clip
What, I go dumb with the gun on my hip
That bitch a thot got her tongue on my dick
She acting up put the gun on her lip
Smoking Dotty the dummy that boy is a kid
I’m a dump it and up it again
Got a knock im a clutch in public again
Said they running and ducking again bitch i don’t show no love don’t do nothing for-
He tried to creep but he though i ain’t peep
Like, Don’t run got the beam on the seat
Tdot, and carter, 3 deep in the V
Like, I’m really Kr da g
Too tact, can’t [?]
Gotta give her the boot once i give her the D

[Verse 3 : Jerry west]
How you spin and get hit off your bike
GBG cause we making it right
Something is wrong, cause that boy not alright
With my vision i shoot through my sight
For my shorty i’m making it right
Not shooting like carter i go through the right
Shooting movies i’m feeling like Spike
Talk on my bitch you just wanna fight
To be honest you really was right
Holding my gun, while i’m holding you tight
Roll a spliff while you watching me write
Im a demon i shoot outta spite
[Outro : Kyle richh]
If i spot me Flex then it’s up
In that fanny i’m gripping that what
I’m on the block with them drillas and ootas
I love all my n***as that fanny a must
For all of my brothers i’m taking that risk, Like