[Intro]
(Shoutout to YodaYae)
(Just pay the guy)

[Chorus: WizDaWizard]
Stepping through blood puddles, gunfights every night
Lurk, look for my mans, I see him, it's on sight
Know I stay prayed up, them angels, they over me
Gotta stay lowkey, the feds, they onto me
Mama be praying for me, you know that she love a G
Stay riding with it, n***a, that chopper stay close to me
Stay riding with it, n***a, that chopper stay close to me
Won't let 'em bury me, no I won't let 'em bury me, no

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I never had a job, I put the Drac' to work
The only way you'll kill me is if you sell me a fake Perc'
I'm sliding through Lake Worth, bending and politicking
Trying to stay out the hood, but I love me some Broward bitches
Skeletons in my closet, gunpowder in my dreads
Back and forth with the dead, that's how I got to play it
And I got heavy motion, geeking and pistol toting
I just be kutthroating, pussy getting bust open

[Verse 2: Wam SpinThaBin]
Sliding with a MAC, tryna do a n***a dirty (Dirty)
And we only tote brooms, Wam, we don't spin with no thirties (Thirties)
And bitch, I never miss (Miss), magic, I shoot like Curry (Curry)
N***a itchin' for some fame (Fame), I'ma go make you a jersey (Jersey)
Bounce out with this K (K), put a n***a on the news (News)
N***a, check the stats (Yeah), we sent shit to the Moon
And we got all the chops, n***a, we got all the blues
We bend all the blocks, we knock n***as out they shoes
[Chorus: WizDaWizard]
Stepping through blood puddles, gunfights every night
Lurk, look for my mans, I see him, it's on sight
Know I stay prayed up, them angels, they over me
Gotta stay lowkey, the feds, they onto me
Mama be praying for me, you know that she love a G
Stay riding with it, n***a, that chopper stay close to me
Stay riding with it, n***a, that chopper stay close to me
Won't let 'em bury me, no I won't let 'em bury me, no

[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
Ayy, n***as know what's up, heavy smoke, horse breath
Soon we get the drop, we right at your doorstep
Ayy, that murder for the low, everybody know I deal in death
I be higher than a crow, everybody know I'm smoking meth
In a Bentley bending through the Del'
On missions, spinning by myself
I went and got too many Ms
I can't be hitting bitches bare
I don't need a scale, if shit don't add up, I can tell
Me and Syk' n***as for life, until I die, it's NFL
Yeah, ain't no way a n***a play, that's really rare
Been scoping for a week, fuck ADT, I'ma get in there
Pussy n***a, what? You say it's up, then get me there
I do my dollar, top shotter, big revolver, catch the shell