[Intro]
With who? The girl next door, ya know?
Yo, man

[Verse 1]
When I'm wit' a weapon
Boy, I go double-o-seven
You will see Hell, not no Heaven
Boy, I go 187
Boy, I'll go James Bond
Boy, I do this shit with no effort (Okay)
Hol' up right quick, let me check it (Okay)

[Chorus]
Clip hold double-o-seven's
Clip hold double-o-seven's
Clip hold double-o-seven's
Clip hold .223's
Yeah, the clip Drew Brees, throw a bullet and catch 'em
Glick turn a n***a to Beckham
Blick hit a n***a and wreck him (Uh)
Boy, I'll go double-o-seven
Come in and murk one of yo' dogs, I Am Legend (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
I think n***as mad that I ran it up
Wishful thinkin', you think I won't blam you up
She say I don't play a lot like an amateur (Bitch)
I told the bitch, "Nah, I got stamina"
You in Neimans dressed up like the janitor
Mad as fuck, I'm goin' up like a banister
Give you a poster, I'll blow out the canister
Like student co', make him go put that banner up, bitch
You don't get down when it's time to up
Even with laces, you couldn't be tied of us
We flexin' up, so I know n***as tired of us
Runnin' my mouth and I never lose stamina
This some exotic, I'm smokin' on Panama
Heavy narcotic, I got it from Canada
All times, keep one up top like a yarmulke
I don't see no one on top, so I'm climbin' up
I do a n***a Somalia, I tell a pussy come get yo' vagina cut (Pussy)
In my mind, this the shit that get conjured up
Split you and make it look good like a diamond cut
Might hit yo' bitch up and act like I'm tryna fuck
Then put some shit on her mouth like thermometers
Brodie had already told me what time it was
Soon as I see him, he catchin' a lotta bucks
[Chorus]
Clip hold double-o-seven's
Clip hold double-o-seven's
Clip hold 223's
Yeah, the clip Drew Brees, throw a bullet and catch 'em
Glick turn a n***a to Beckham (Beckham)
Blick hit a n***a and wreck him (Wreck him)
Boy, I'll go double-o-seven
Come in and murk one of yo' dogs, I Am Legend