[Chorus]
Ayy, I told the bitch, "Want fuck?" Gotta get real right
And I dump out the X, it's the MP until that bitch empty (Bah)
Get light, now the clip feel right
Hol' up, rollin' like dice, on the block walkin' down like Christ on water and bussin' that pipe
Hol' up, clutchin' that scar give a fuck 'bout height
And the streets gettin' dark, finna cut on that light
With the SLR, I'm converting that Glick
Hop out SRT, get to workin' that bitch
He don't even know I be workin' that bitch (Ayy)
She get right on her knees, I don't flirt with that bitch
I get the word n***a poppin' that shit (Ayy), he be eatin' on alphabet soup (Ayy), watch yo' words in this bitch
Dumb n***a Birkin the bitch, boy you stupid as fuck
If she get shit from me (Ayy), she deservin' the shit (Stupid fuck)

[Verse]
Big red button on my choppa, just click it
And fuck n***a get put in this 'Wood
Got a bad ass redbone ridin' with me (Ayy), I ain't gotta explain that shit been understood
Baby know what it is, shit whatever you need then I got, you know that it's good
Fuck n***a walkin' up on me like everything good
I got PTSD he get hit through the hood (Bah-bah)
We gon skrrt the fuck off, gettin' violent
Potato the barrel, this bitch gettin' silent
Just shut the fuck up if you in my vicinity (Ayy, shut the fuck up)
Thermal the scope we be seeing through houses, from miles away
I'm on that Kodak shit, n***a play tough and go out like a bitch (Go out like a ho)
Jus' for tryin' that shit (Ayy), jus' for tryin' that shit, n***a gon' lie in that ditch (He go out like a bitch)
Cause of a death, homicide, he dead (Uh)
Them bullets just like shit I say (Ayy), how they fly in his head
Fuck n***a was lyin' online on live, now the n***a just lyin' there dead (Lyin' online)
N***a hide in his house, he gon' die in his couch
We gon' wrap that boy up like a spider in a web
Got a yellowbone bitch who gon' be in the bed, 'cause the redbone bitch say she don't give no head
What the fuck? Ayy, what, fuck
You lovin' that thot, but that bitch is a slut
That ho a bum (Ayy), I don't know her profession (Ayy), but I know one thing she good for is the suck (Good for the suck)
I think she psycho, I kinda like though
Head game crazy, this bitch is a nut (That bitch crazy)
I might give a bitch dick, I might give a bitch n***a this clip, but I guarantee don't give a fuck
Ayy, ayy (Shh)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I told the bitch, "Want fuck?" Gotta get real right
And I dump out the X, it's the MP until that bitch empty (Bah)
Get light, now the clip feel right
Hol' up, rollin' like dice, on the block walkin' down like Christ on water and bussin' that pipe
Hol' up, clutchin' that scar give a fuck 'bout height
And the streets gettin' dark, finna cut on that light
With the SLR, I'm converting that Glick (Ayy)
Hop out SRT, get to workin' that bitch
He don't even know I be workin' that bitch (Ayy)
She get right on her knees, I don't flirt with that bitch
I get the word n***a poppin' that shit (Ayy), he be eatin' on alphabet soup (Ayy), watch yo' words in this bitch
Dumb n***a Birkin the bitch, boy you stupid as fuck
If she get shit from me (Ayy), she deservin' the shit, yeah