(Ha-ha, ha-ha)

[Verse 1]
Smoking on gas got me feeling like Gucci
Might get on yo ass if you say somethin' to me
Pop 'em like roofie, he done fucked up and got caught with a opp now you look like one too
Bring the Beretta, it represents beauty
I got a duty, he just in that beauty
These n***as mad, I can't even blame 'em
Aye, like why would I get on yo' ass
He broke, I can't even stain him
Shouldn't have joked, these n***as be lame than a bitch
Big bodies, two lanes and I can even switch
Whippin' that bitch like I'm fresh off a lick
Hollow tip hit knock your head off your shit
Knocking the head off his shoulders
Bet that shit change your composure
Want smoke? Bitch, I'm a chain-smoker
And I be on my ten toes like some loafers
Whippin' that Glock out the holster
But still put your bitch on a blade like a shoulder
Uh, these n***as wack, n***as posers
These n***as rats, n***as gophers
.40 the president, call it the Raegan
Catch that boy run right into him like Raiden
I shot the bottom, his top just got caved in
Beat up the attic, hollows in the basement
He think he janky, he really just [?]
Start sellin' that shit, now he think he on go
Think he a murderer, think he a pro
But I think he a bitch Imma put it on show
Know how I roll, I rock hard like a caveman
Glock, it got dots eat yo ass like it's Pacman
In traffic, I'm hittin' the gas like an Asian
Hittin' the gas till I look like a Asian
I hit the gas like I'm Nascar racing
Foe beat yo ass till a n***a Caucasian
Shooters they all full of hate like a Haitian
Catch you at Chase make you empty yo savings
[Verse 2]
Aye, Like run me dat
We hit the next bank and then run it back
Put the team on my back like a runningback
We just run it up, money keep comin' back
Play with me, Imma put you in front of dat
Underestimate, you'll be up under dat
I won't hesitate, I get to drummin' dat
Pick up that cut chop shit like a lumberjack
Ain't finna play wit you n***as
Ain't shit to say to you n***as
It ain't no savin' these n***as
I get it and go all the way on these n***as
Turn the fuck up, catch a fade for my n***as
A case for my n***as, don't play by my n***as
Don't say the wrong shit, you might get yourself hit up
Ain't did no hit then don't call yourself hitta

[Bridge]
Oh he a hitta, who he hit?
Oh, I remember you, you ain't shoot shit
My n***as on that stupid shit
Don't wanna fight I use the blick

[Verse 3]
Don't fuck with n***as 'cause these n***as act like fees
FN, squeeze that bitch like Febreze
Headshot put a n***a on a tee
Ya head not right fuckin' 'round wit me
Ya betta not fight, fuck around and bleed
[Outro]
Pushin' that led, get into yo head
And my dot like the Redemption is red