[Intro]
N***as talkin' 'bout they steppin' man
Leave one of you bitch ass n***a barefoot
Yeah, n***a take your steppin' shoes n***a
Hang them bitches on a fuckin' powerline n***a
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: TG Kommas]
It's switches on them Glocks
We really keep them mops
These bitches be the opps
They really sendin' drops
Now your dog kinda famous
We put that bitch on Fox
When they found his body yea
He was out his socks off
Barefoot, Draco hit a n***a in his shit, now he barefoot
Thought that pussy n***a was a steppa, now he barefoot
40 hit 'em in his top, I don't know how his hair look
Yellow tape on pussy n***a, left his ass barefoot

[Verse 1: TG Kommas]
Choppa break his face, [?] bring out the yellow tape
I was taught to never save a n***a, them 7.62's save the day
Got 'bout fifty racks stuff in the safe
As long we got them sticks, they never say [?]
Pray my n***as to beat them cases
I'm totin' this Glock, it ain't got no safety
Lost my mind ever since I signed that deal
It just be nothin' but hating
Pussy n***as, always on my dick, I guess they mad I made it
Fuck that side, n***a catch you playin' both sides you gettin' decapitated
Shit so real n***a, catch you with yo baby, we'll probly' stretch yo baby
With my gangsta, n***a ain't doin' no fightin', like fuck your confrontation
Get the drop, lay on a n***a spot, till we get the confirmation
We opp shoppin', put a four three in the bag, that's a compilation
40 Glock, switcher 'round the K the perfect combination
[Chorus: TG Kommas]
It's switches on them Glocks
We really keep them mops
These bitches be the opps
They really sendin' drops
Now your dog kinda famous
We put that bitch on Fox
When they found his body yea
He was out his socks off
Barefoot, Draco hit a n***a in his shit, now he barefoot
Thought that pussy n***a was a steppa, now he barefoot
40 hit 'em in his top, I don't know how his hair look
Yellow tape on pussy n***a, left his ass barefoot

[Verse 2: Fredo Bang]
[?] on percolate
I might wake out in his team
Catch a n***a at the cornerstore
If I miss, I'm comin' back again
I just pick my rental up, gas it up and I'm hoppin' in
They know I'on give a fuck
I'll turn us in back up again
Choppa with a switch, he need some help, he better call a friend
Man down in the hood, he wanna limp, he better call it in
These n***as know it ain't safe to post outside, they better take it in
He was talkin' shit, they hit his face, now he can barely grin
(Fah, fah)
If he ain't 30 deep up in the city, he ain't poppin' out
Choppa take his legs, I gotta bag if he walk it out
I be in 'em trenches with them G's, I brought them Kommas out
He was talkin' gangsta, put that iron, he by his mama house
[Chorus: TG Kommas]
It's switches on them Glocks
We really keep them mops
These bitches be the opps
They really sendin' drops
Now your dog kinda famous
We put that bitch on Fox
When they found his body yea
He was out his socks off
Barefoot, Draco hit a n***a in his shit, now he barefoot
Thought that pussy n***a was a steppa, now he barefoot
40 hit 'em in his top, I don't know how his hair look
Yellow tape on pussy n***a, left his ass barefoot

[Outro]
Yea man I'm talkin' 'bout all facts n***a
We gon' leave one of you bitch ass n***a barefoot
Naked, dead and so what you know, can't breathe man
Know what I'm sayin'?
Take all the fuckin' life out your badass n***a, spit in your casket