[Verse]
Bitch we sticked up in the function
You should know by now I live for that fuck shit
Running down on us, catch some hollows, bust them real quick
Try to kill me you better quit, cause you gonna end up missing
This is Wockhardt in my cup yeah I'm not sippin' on that Trissy
I could fuck any of my ex's like I'm Lil Tracy
Yes I'm on the xan but I don't got no time to be lazy
You ain't keep it on you and you ain't 'bout it you fugazi
Yeah you fugazi, I been coolin' lately
Coolin' making money moves
You ain't got no money
And I know for a fact that that is true
Might get rid of all my True's
You want war can't make a truce
Want war then we come with tools
Pull up with tools and we shooting at you
You not prepaid yeah you a lack dude
Shoot till I'm the last one in the room
I got your bitch in my room
Yeah I had that bitch like "ooh"
I hit it she playing my song
Choppa singing Trеy Songs
This a Backwood no bong
This a Backwood no bowl
Ballin' like I'm bol bol
Pistol it got bow, bow
They be chasing clout, clout
That boy talking wild, wild
Told him to calm down, down
Wе can get up witcha
And then send you down
[Chorus]
Send you down Send him down
Send you down Send him down
Send you down Send him down Send him down
Send you down Send him down Send him down
Send you down