[Intro]
(Ayy, Draco, how you do that?)
Mhm, they know why we come, man
They know that shit be in the street (Ayy, Mj, what you in here doin', bruh?)
Fuck

[Verse]
FTO, I'm standin' on business (Standin' on business)
Drop lo' right now, bump head and collide (Collide, n***a)
Dodge what? I ain't dodgin' no wreck
When it's time get busy I go hop in that ride (Hop in a Sprinter)
You spin, we spin (Get 'em), n***a, let's go body for body, eye for an eye
Baked up, my n***as quick and they anxious (Anxious)
Give me respect, come on, murder pay time (N***a, pay)
Hell nah, n***a, he ain't gettin' no pass (Gettin' no pass)
Headtap, two timеs, get him clapped right now (Clapped in thе head)
Hit the backstreet with fullies (Fullies)
HDG on that car right now (Hawk Down Gang)
Mmm, gave 'em three hundred (Three hundred)
Dead on arrival, nobody alive (DOA)
They droppin' that hundred (Drop that bread)
I'm bringin' him back, n***a, dead or alive
Go down what? (Go down Tate?)
Spin on who? Ain't nobody die (On Murda, nobody)
He runnin' with Crook, certified member, I know he'll fire (Fifty ball check mark)
Got fifty for a wick, I'll drop my lo', I'm on Murda right now
N***a, rest in piss (Fuck you, n***a), EK n***a, all opps gotta die (EK)
Russian Drac', bomb landin' now (Bump down)
Seven-two rippin' through his spine
.308 flippin' shit, clothes line (Trail him)
Your ho out of pocket, put her in line (Put her in check)
I can't knock her, shit-eater timin' (I don't want her)
King Crook, murder and diamonds (King backdoor)
All off the block, extortion and slimin' (All off the block)
She gave the drop, perfect timin' (Perfect)
All out the bushes, closin' his blinds (All in the bushes)
Don't let 'em do it, this right here mine (Come here, man)
Stand over him, wanna see his mind
No, he ain't on that, quit lyin' (Quit rappin')
Fox body, now he think he a giant
Good rappin', I can't go for the rhymes (Rappn')
What the fuck, n***a?
Think you tough, n***a?
Pumpin' your nuts, n***a (Pumpin' them all)
Know where I come get you touched
Bendin' they block in a TRX truck, n***a
Three hundred shots and the clip bust (Bust, n***a)
I'm in the mix gettin' shit slushed (Get 'em crooked)
Still active, spinnin', I ain't rusty (No)
Layin' on shit, n***a, I got musty (Bossed up, man)
[Outro]
You priesters, n***a, you priesters, n***a, all you n***as
But I'm a shooter, bitch, I'm a shooter
I'll blow your back out, you don't know it
Fuck it, I ain't save n***as
God ain't gon' save shit