[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, shout out to my brother Money Man on this bitch
My 23 shit, though

[Chorus]
I'm a walkin' shooter, n***a, should've been on Call of Duty
I can go and step all by myself, I ain't gotta call for shooters
Bitch gon' please me, go to work, slurp me like you swallow noodles
I get freaky off them Percs, might fuck around, eat all the booty
Pull up like a diaper with this rifle, aim above the neck
Told my shooter if they want some static, I want nothin' but flesh
Countin' all this money, damn I need to give my thumb some rest
Thinkin' 'bout my bitches like, "Which one gon' make me cum the best?"

[Verse]
This shit here for real, I'm in that field just like a running back
Bless [?], guarantee she gon' be runnin' back (Come here)
She don't mind fuckin' from the front, but love it from the back
When I catch my nut, yeah, I be stuck, baby, that's from the Act'
But fuck a bitch, I'm steady gettin' rich, I'm on some mob shit
Causin' hell, screamin', "Fuck 12," they can't stop shit
He play, he dead, I got one in the head outta this mopstick
Slidin' 'round like I left Chinatown with these chopsticks
I be doin' the shit these n***as always used to dream
Fuck school and fuck the rules, in the hallways smokin' green
Feel like McGrady, fuck who hatin', pull up ballin' on the scene
Balmains, fuck what y'all think, this a thousand on my jeans, haha
Bitch, I be grindin' like the rent due
Won't survive when we slide, bitch, you must think you 50 Cent too
Make them pussy n***as move from out the South, that's what that stick do
Both of my bitches fightin' up in my house, that's what good dick do
Told 'em one day I'ma be the one, but they ain't wanna listen
Told 'em I got n***as step for fun, but he still wanna diss me
I know she done sucked a lot of dick, so I don't want no kisses
It's a competition in my city, who gon' be first to get me
[Chorus]
I'm a walkin' shooter, n***a, should've been on Call of Duty
I can go and step all by myself, I ain't gotta call for shooters
Bitch gon' please me, go to work, slurp me like you swallow noodles
I get freaky off them Percs, might fuck around, eat all the booty
Pull up like a diaper with this rifle, aim above the neck
Told my shooter if they want some static, I want nothin' but flesh
Countin' all this money, damn I need to give my thumb some rest
Thinkin' 'bout my bitches like, "Which one gon' make me cum the best?"