[Intro: ZOTiYAC]
Ayy, hold on, hold on
Ayy, hold on, hold on
Ayy, I hop out a—, hop out a—
Hop in a Porsche with a—
Or hop in a four-wheel

[Verse 1: ZOTiYAC]
Ayy, Latina bitch and she sip on Modelo
Tequilla on ice, that's that shit that she like
Yeah that ho a lil’ rebel
Ain't finna cap, it was fuego
Aim at yo' head, and then let go
We T.T.G, they on yellow
Hold that like a cello
Shoot that like I’m 'Mello
Ayy, I ain't havin' that
Let that bitch blow like "Bradada"
I keep a big scope for my cataracts
We pull up with toys like a cabbage patch
Smackin' yo' bitch, then I'm passin' her back
’Cause these hoes ain’t shit, I'ma keep it a stack
Roll too big, I can’t keep it in cash
Don't talk shit, I be speakin' all facts
Ayy, n***a, talk on me, he must not like life
N***as pussy, they bitch, I do not like dykes
Bought some new cold steel, man, this shit break ice (Break ice)
Red dot look like backlights
Dumpin' the plumber, I came with that pipe
Dump at your home, and it cause a crash site
And we want your soul, so we comin’ at night
[Verse 2: ZOTiYAC]
.223 squeezin', repeat it
He gets defeated, deleted
The clip, he receivin'
The whip, he retreatin'
No witnesses left in this bitch breathin'
I aim at yo' neck with the Smith and Wesson
He's in the kitchen, like slim ski shit
[?], blood in your car vanish
One in the chamber, I give that boy heart damage
Just look at me, don't look sadly
A tall white bitch, call it Shaun Bradley
N***as wanna catch the case so badly, but those stupid ass comments go right past me
Fredo be high as fuck, like Shaggy
The wood finished, light it up, Miyagi
There's no n***as, ain't gonna art review
Carbine's too nice not to use it, it's carvin' you
Like archery darts, split your heart in two
I hit up arteries, now in you articles
You made of sixty percent water too
Shouldn't be hard to turn yo' shit to particles
Roll the whip like roly-poly or like marbles do
You like your bitches bigger, you fuck with them Marmadukes

[Verse 3: ZOTiYAC]
Uh-uh-uh, don't fuck around with that square shit
You under the bed like you scared, bitch
When we ridin' out, it ain't fair, bitch
So, no, we don't fuck with that hidin' shit
Droppin' your pen 'fore I drop this clip
Find out where you are, then we slide in, bitch
She ain't have to work, so we robbed this bitch
Go through the trap, n***a
I'm shootin' at n***as, like he talkin' shit, then we scoopin' that n***a
Wet his ass up, we gon' scuba that n***a
This ain't no hoopla, I hoop with that n***a
You get the picture, boy, you get disfigured
Blow one hole through him, then we through with that n***a
Got a new pen? You ain't usin' that, n***a
Take that, you don't know what to do with that, n***a (Eh heh)