[Chorus: LILMAZIIJUGG]
N***as snitchin', I can't help 'em
Bullets hit yo' brain, what's on yo' mental?
Smith on me, this bitch judgmental
Yeah, the beef real petty, but it got potential
I ain't lettin' shit go, pull up to yo' crib and I let this bitch go
Go through the backdoor, let this bitch blow
We on yo' ass, hollow-tip hit yo' throat

[Verse 1: LILMAZIIJUGG]
Extended clip, I don't need to reload
But if I need to reload, I got another clip, so I can send off some more shots at yo' bitch-ass
Watch me read right through 'em, exposed
See right through 'em, bullet holes
Real life grim reaper snatchin' souls
Attachment on it, flash 'em, he can't see, but I see bodies roll
Over what, n***as trollin'
Break bonеs, leave yo' body broken
Yo' еxcuse is unimportant
Disrespect, end this whole bitch in one motion
Pulled up wit' a strap and that bitch got stolen

[Verse 2: Zotiyac]
Pulled up wit' a strap and that bitch got took
Headshot (Frrt), tell his momma, "Don't look"
Ayy, he had his head up his ass
Hit his ass wit' the mag, keep yo' head in them bushes, n***a
Popped the Glock, leave 'em open
Even wet his shirt, my sneakers soakin'
Swang the door, gang keep it open
Finger get that squeezin' motion
AR full of RIP, these choppas be like R&B
Was arguin' wit' my bitch and cracked my screen, bet not be callin' me
Boy, I'on give a fuck how big you is, the choppa tall as E
Woke up, crawlin' on his knees, bleedin' all he saw was me, n***a
All he heard was, "Click, pop," then he saw the street
These lil' fuck n***as on my dick, I swear can't get 'em off of me
It's 34 shots in the clip, I feel like Charles Barkley
I'm paranoid, keep a pair of clips for a bitch n***a, don't talk to me
[Chorus: Lilmaziijugg]
N***as snitchin', I can't help 'em
Bullets hit yo' brain, what's on yo' mental?
Smith on me, this bitch judgmental
Yeah, the beef real petty, but it got potential
I ain't lettin' shit go, pull up to yo' crib and I let this bitch go
Go through the backdoor, let this bitch blow
We on yo' ass, hollow-tip hit yo' throat