[Intro]
Uh
Uh
Yeah, man, they know what the fuck goin' on, man
Uh

[Verse]
Don't front your move (Don't front your move)
Glock got switchy, up this bitch, it blast (Blah)
Soon as we pass opps, we roll 'em up, that shit be gas (Pussy)
I can't fuck on hoes I used to fuck, them bitches trash (Them bitches)
Send a bitch his way, he gon' drop lo' for that lil' ass (Fuckin' goofy)
Man, fuck the opps, whenever they 'net beef, we bend through block (Uh)
Ain't no peace treaty with no n***a, once it's up, we come send shots (Brrt)
Dee cock the Glock, when this bitch blast, Clay on the side, a switch went off
Killed they only slider and they ain't slide for him, shit threw me off
Pop a Perc' tonight 'cause she want drug sex, but she like Act' (Freak bitch)
Ain't no bitch gon' play with me, I cut her off, bitch, I'm the catch (Uh)
Can't believe how soft these n***as is, but turnt up on the 'net (Man, these n***as bitches)
The trenches crazy, seent it all, but I'm paranoid, I'm at my back (Go)
Them XDs decent, ain't no button on the back, though, we don't cop those (Brrt)
He had a threesome with two bitches, damn near ate, but they block hoes (Bop)
Took his switch, he tried to trade, I ain't no snake, but he backdoored (Goofy)
Tell them pretty hoes to be cool and stay in they lane 'cause I pop hoes (Uh)
Went to the feds, Bob left me, that shit hurt my heart (Bobby)
Come through this block doin' more than thirty, we gon' flip them fuckin' cars
I had a fifty on my switch, Glock shot like thirty-five
Won't throw no pipes in no high-speeds, might have to up that bitch and blast
You got the city turnt as in the 'Raq, you fuckin' lyin' (Goofy)
Fucked three hoes off Clubhouse this week, they very fine
Two-four in my glizzy, bitch, I shoot like Kobe Bryant (Uh)
I can't get up if that shit stink, don't give no fuck if she was fine (Mwah)
He went to jail and duck that smoke, we kill his only friends (Bitch)
Don't want that pussy, bitch, if you gon' post on OnlyFans (Uh)
KO called and said the opps out, shit, we spinned again (Shit ain't shit)
She fucked me, MO, and Wooski, how that bitch a ten? (Goofy)
Caught him loafin' with his G-Lock, he ain't even get no shots off (Brrt, brrt)
Catch any factor, smoke his ass, on foenem, switch the Glock off
Bend they block, hop out on feet, I bet ain't shit gon' pop off (You know that)
They tryna troll, but they don't never slide, that shit be knockoff (Know that)