[Intro]
Grah
Grah, Grah, boom
(All 4 1 and 1 4 all)
Grah
Grah, Grah, boom bitch
Every opp shot, everything dead
41 shots to the head
Graaahhhh
Like grah

[Verse 1 - Tata]
W-why these opp n***as sucking my dick
Couple n***as that's dead in a ditch
And they ain't coming back, they just stuck in my spliff
Like I might go to his grave, then spit
I'm a demon, and they know I like gunplay
Stupid dummy, went out on a subway
Lil n***a just went out the dumb way
N***as be broke, so they do it the bum way
All black tech got these n***as shook
If he move, imma make him look
And these n***as just cap for the book
Then he get shot in his face no book
Like grah, every O shot
Hе a dummy, he rap what he not
Two knocks, one green with a dot
Likе more than one, I'm staying on hots
N***as say they not 41, shit gotta stop
Nig-N***as, suck my dick
Ayo Sharlem get off my dick
Like you a bum, and you thought you the shit
That n***a said we was gonna get stitches
Like that n***a is laying in ditches
Loosing vision when I 'oot at the crowd
He think he tough cos he beat on his bitches
[Bridge - Jenn Carter]
Look
Grah
Look
It's Carter Dickhead
Look
Grah, Grah
Look

[Verse 2 - Jenn Carter]
I'm like fuck it, let's go on a drill
'Cos I think n***as loosing they screws
I'm with KR and Jerry, might up it and shoot
And that n***a a goose, he be ducking the deuce
Like imma keep it a hunnid
Look like I'm Giannis, I keep it a buck
He was dissing got turned into dust
Now that boy shooting, he all in my blunt
I don't say I'm the best, I just let that shit see
Grah, like my shit on repeat
Q-Quick draw if he fast on his feet
Like, roll him up in the marley
Not sorry
He was dissing got poked in a heartbeat
And these n***as don't know what they started
Grah, and their guns just stay in their gallery
Oh, and ya n***as ain't dap
Broke lil n***as, ya got me upset
How you dissing on the net and you thought I'd forget?
N***as pussy, they really be actors
Like I spot me an O, imma pack 'em
No Brazilian, brodie gon' wax 'em
Feeling like [?] when I am-
She treeshy, nasty
Lick on my body, we go to the backseat
If I don't got the V, I might spin on a taxi
He got sent to the sky, I was happy
Throwing all 10's so they calling me [?]
On the scene, I go flock out the benz
Spinnin' and spinnin', we do it again
And that shorty a thot and she bringing her friends
Grah
[Verse 3 - Kyle Richh]
(KR)
E-Everyone dead, don't run, don't move
And meechy got beat out his shoes
Shoot through the mesh, imma find me a goon
Free Static, go dumb with the deuce
He not an 'ooter, who did you 'oot?
How he dead after making a diss?
Notti, all in my spliff
If he run, I put two in his head
I know he dead, I can tell by the twitch
N-No beyblade whole lotta rip
Too many guns, I don't know what to pick
N***as buggin, who bigger than me?
He think he lit, he get lit, no stitch
And I'm 41 boppin' they shit
Told number 1, get shot in your shit
Damn (like what?)
That bitch a bum, I can tell by the wig
Getting deady off wock, can't trip
Like, I make plays like Popovich
And we got the drop where he lay at
Click Click, He got put in a blay, damn
I be lost but I do it for Lay
And these n***as be envy the shit that I made
Like damn, Like what?
B-Bitch I'm bossy, spot 'em, pack 'em
Like red beam on a gun imma crack 'em
Big .45 put a hole through the madness
And Notti got put in a box, packaged
4's in the spot, it get active
Like-Like what?
Bled through his socks, 'cos he thought I was lacking
Like-Like damn
H-He dead
[?] on my block, can't twist that knock
Bro been dumped that knock
Lik-Like what?
Can't toss that knock