[Intro]
Yeah, stupid [?] hoe, nah

[Verse]
Lemme get in this jist it's hollow black point grip
Shell strip tomorrow I got the gat and a hit, so no borrow
Ain’t no fiddle playin' mane
I got the bag and the dope ripin' it smooth like tunnel vision typing on them keys for a scope my murader
Stop it cause I just got a reason to doubt, ever seen a busta playa bitch out and shout out for clout
That's pathetic
That's pathetic cause
I got a reason to doubt you living lavish you wouldn’t manage pistol gripping hood livin' savage [?]
Don't come out trippin' G gonna get rocked on the spot a triple drop yo body rotting in a ditch full of maggots and possums
No blossoms heard, cause I got the drop on yo spot [?], ain't no slipping buddy dummy ready thinking n***a finna be out here just trippin'
Stupid hoe that ain’t on me you rippin' I got thе gas I’m skippin' underground slippin'
Never carеd 'bout a hoe that flakes she missing out on my high stakes I double check up on my bases money in cases
Because I'm fleek my n***as reek of cannabis and bloody riches
Peep them tombstone ditches
We skipping them bitches