[Chorus: Chill Will]
As soon as I walk in the room, I look around
Then you know I [?], then I break it down
And I tell that bitch to stand now, and spin around
And I make them n***as back back, and stand down
Cause I done turned into a shoota shoota
A shoota shoota
That bitch [?] computer, computer puters
Don't make me have to do ya do ya
I do ya do ya
[?]

[Verse 1: Chill Will]
[?]
Chill Will the trap god, just like Gucci Gucci
He say he want the soft white, like [?]
I'm cooking that soft white, like [?]
Just like Steph Curry, I'm a shoota shoota
Don't make me have to do ya
Bullits go through ya through ya
Somebody [?] it ain't fare
We ain't playing fare, with that n***a standing there
Leave him laying there
A lotta coke, but I ain't evеr been to Cuba
[?] and I ain't talking bout no [?]
She get real [?] so wе call [?]
I go deep deep, dive int it, call me scooba
[Chorus: Chill Will]
As soon as I walk in the room, I look around
Then you know I [?], then I break it down
And I tell that bitch to stand now, and spin around
And I make them n***as back back, and stand down
Cause I done turned into a shoota shoota
A shoota shoota
That bitch [?] computer, computer puters
Don't make me have to do ya do ya
I do ya do ya
[?]

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
I walk through a crowd of n***as, won't say excuse me
[?] 14/26, we got shootas
All the bosses know Chill will and Young Scooter
Never thought about that loss I took, I kept it moving
We bought some [?]
[?] we break them down and we reuse them
What you know about Scooter?
Eh don't he rap?
What you know about [?]
That n***a staying in the trap
[?] he like a [?]
I ain't even talked to Tank, [?]
I don't say no names, goddamb the streets [?]
[?]
[Chorus: Chill Will]
As soon as I walk in the room, I look around
Then you know I [?], then I break it down
And I tell that bitch to stand now, and spin around
And I make them n***as back back, and stand down
Cause I done turned into a shoota shoota
A shoota shoota
That bitch [?] computer, computer puters
Don't make me have to do ya do ya
I do ya do ya
[?]

[Verse 3: Shy Glizzy]
They say mo money mo problems, Glizzy gang we mobbin
Bitch I got them choppers, I shoot at anything for the robins
Find out you got weight, I might be sleeping in your closet
[?] put his ass right out the socket
Hang with all the shootas, [?]
[?] I'm not talking bout [?]
[?]
These n***as some bitches, [?]
You need to chill boy, heard you been with Will boy
Na this shit for real boy
[?]
Lotta dollar bills boy
[?] boy
[?]
[Chorus: Chill Will]
As soon as I walk in the room, I look around
Then you know I [?], then I break it down
And I tell that bitch to stand now, and spin around
And I make them n***as back back, and stand down
Cause I done turned into a shoota shoota
A shoota shoota
That bitch [?] computer, computer puters
Don't make me have to do ya do ya
I do ya do ya
[?]