[Intro]
Play we-
Uhh, YL
This shit got for real

[Verse]
Strapped up, two army guns
Me and my n***as, we been shootin' shit for fun
I'm on pocket pack so ain't nobody make me run
Hop out on him and he done
Hop out on him wit' a big AR
I pull up and a n***a get wacked
I pull up it and it hit your arm and legs
N***a really pussy, I don't believe that
N***a really pussy, I don't even believe that
Freaky bitch and I need her
She be suckin' dick when I need her
Walked down singin' like Anita
N***a really pussy, n***a really fakin'
I just burn him, fry him, bacon
N***a really know I'ma take it
Say they from the A but n***a really be from Macon
What the hell I'm talkin' bout? I don't know either
I'm a real Spartanburg n***a
You can catch me in the Croft back then
Now I'm ridin' 'round town gettin' it in
I got plenty fuckin' drugs for the low, boy
Now let me take that back, no, I don't, boy
'Cause the Police they be literally tellin' words
But I still leave a n***a on the curb
Bitch, I'm racked up, yeah, bitch, I'm guaped up
Yeah, pull up on you, n***a, wit' that helicopter
That's a baby carbon, yeah, that hit your father
I don't give a fuck, I wish it would go farther
And I got you on the scope, you a target
Leave a n***a down bad, farted
Shitted on yourself, let his bowels loose
Please don't make me crash like Bandicoot