[Intro]

Von
Its Budda Beats

[Chorus: King Von]
I don't know what got into the n***a
He was yapping out the mouth and foenem had to shoot the n***a
Same n***a that be tellin' you coolin' with 'em
I don't give a fuck if that's your cousin n***a what you doin' with him
Lately, I been fucking stupid bitches
Right after I dismiss 'em gotta keep the social distance
And lately, I been all up in my business
If you ain't seen him then he dead 'cus ain't no grown man come up missing

[Verse 1: 1030 Xhris]
Ridin' round bitch I'm still with the Glock
Pussy n***a he been talkin' too hard
That pill talkin' when I'm catchin these opps
[?], I'm tying these knots
[?] fuck around you get shot
Caught him slippin', leave him dead at the stop
That bluffin' it work well with a cost
Pull up my n***as gon' give it a drop
Why is you dissin'
Got a hundred round drum leave him missing
I be ballin' that ball likе the Pistons
Ric Flair on the field need assistancе
I can't run when a fuck [?] do not trust [?] better stay out they distance
In the trap with the montage, we don't play 'round we gon' strike in an instance