[Hook]:
They swearing up and down, they 'bout it but they not
6 shots in a pump and it stay cocked
Pop an op in his back like Jay Rock
You're life's cool bitch I hit em with a face shot
Oooo!

OG Bobby Johnson [x4]

[Verse 1: Talley of 300]
Daddy gone, boy streets done raised me
At 6 learned to bang heat
Swore if a n***a ever tried to play me
Come with armed forces til' his family navy, n***a
Of top, it's like a ceiling on a room
It's a thorn sharp shot
Like a fucking harpoon, hit em dead
Let his n***as feel it, strike him like the moon hit 'em
Put em all in suits like a groom fittin' yea
Catch me with a thick thigh, round brown
Getting head like a hood n***a'
She blow it like a fire on that wood n***a'
Tryna get it started, boy them bitches love a hood n***a
Hoe I'm from the bottom
Like a diamond
Straight outta the field, n***a we ain't get it honest
We was robbin
Whole team hittas like piranhas
Once it starts its gon' be over that's a promise

Ba! Ba! Ba!
OG Bobby Johnson, n***a
OG got me clouded
Got that 40 on me now and like I'm bowling strike em down
Straight [?] shit on 'em that's space jam
Been in the cuts like a cave man
DOA in South side that's gangland
Bet that pump bring to him to his knees that's amen, huh
John gotti
Another body
Givin free samples if a n***a wanna try me
Broad day, it's gon' be a hommie
Kill him on sight, now that's how you do a body
Ooo!
Yeah the mac gon' make 'em do the cabbage patch
Double em them [?] i got em back to back
And fuck if the people come quickly
I do a 180 drop 30 on 50
You n***as ain't bout that life
No lacking
I'm way more worse than the magic
Since they called me out that night
Walk like [?] I'm blastin'
With a chopper masked up like Zoro
Yea it's fuckin' goin down like a porno
Oh its murder
I'm the one they heard of
But I learned to move around the law that's moral n***a

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Montana of 300]
Jailtime get a n***a mind right
And I'm tryna stay away from all the bullshit
Even though I'm gettin money in the limelight
A n***a still ridin around with a full clip
Word!
They ain't made a jail that could hold me
All the old heads treat me like an OG
All the young n***as acting like they owe me
And all these new haters acting like they know me, nah
Y'all gon' make me go back to the old me
Gucci on my waist where the pole be
All I know is shoot like Kobe
Click-clack pow, then I fade away its O-V
Vroom !
N***as talking more than Stephen A. Smith
But see I ain't never been the one to play with
When I see that n***a, Imma let the K spit
And straight shoot a n***a down like a gay bitch
Grew up with the thugs, around the drugs, and the gunshots
I hope you can run, you can dodge, you can duck shots
Put that on my son
When Imma ride imma bust shots
Pull up laying off like the back like a bus stop
We ain't picking cotton but my n***as in the field
I got n***as doin drills
Dealing for the skrill
Hot boy, want it, gotta get it how you live
Always give them n***as chills when I hit em with the real
Yo' bitch on my pickle cause them bitches know the deal
Iron man, Tony, bouta hit em with the steel
When I come through with the choppers
Yea they lookin like I shotta
Do the opp just like a yappa
Imma pop em like a pill
Pop pop a n***a like eject
[Gunshots]
Pop pop him, popped him, now he next
Bet the ops bouta show a n***a respect
Auto barrel pointed at your chest like a V-neck
Boom!
Yea I put the piece to his chest like deuce
I swear I been at these n***as necks like a noose
My right hand to god
Imma killer on the loose
Now they wanna call a truce
Cause they know I got the juice
I be ballin' like my young n***a AJ
Gettin money, n***a everyday is payday
Remember when I used to get it eating chicken
With my n***as [?]next to JJ
And I still rep my set like ray ray
I just bought a pump and an AK
If i had one wish, then I wish a n***a would
Imma let these n***as sing like Ray Jay
Boom!
Word on the street Imma suspect
But i dont give a fuck what they say
If a n***a wanna try, then a n***a gonna die
Imma send him on a permanent vacay
Boom!
Dominate your city like its my town
Up in traffic never lackin' when Im riding 'round
You gon' find out when I pull that iron out now
Leave a n***a lyin down
Headed back to Chi-town
Vroom!
I just called a body, gotta lay low
I know I might never get a halo
But i gotta 40
Taped up underneath the table
Let a n***a bust in
Imma get to buzzin'
Rah!

[Hook]