[Intro]
BandPlay
Mmm, mmm
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Shots out the Drac (Drac)
Hit his fuckin' top (Top)
Fuck where he from
We gon' spin his block (Block)
Watch how you talk when you talk to me
Caught a shot up out the Glock
That boy got hit from 'cross the street
Man down, that's a dead body
And we ain't comin' for one n***a, we shootin' everybody
I gotta play it smooth 'cause I know the feds watchin'
You better watch the news 'cause we shootin' everybody, ayy (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Tell me what you got that gun for? (What you, what you got that gun for?)
You said you a killer, tell me what you run for? (Tell me what you run for)
You ain't never killed nobody, boy you bodied who? (Bodied who?)
You better stay up in your body 'fore I body you, ayy
I'll leavе a n***a dead, I just send a text (Sеnd a text)
Foenem leave a n***a stretched
I just write the check (Just write the check)
You better stay up in your lane 'fore you get stretched (Get stretched)
Choppa bullets hit your chest, it go through a vest, ayy (Through a vest)
N***as don't be on they block, they don't come outside
Naw, I be all up on your block, while you ain't outside
I be posted on the Six, where them killers at
Totin' .45 Glocks, where the members at
And if it's smoke, we gon' give him that, bet he remember that
[Bridge]
Shots up out the Drac, I make his body spin, ayy
Shots up out the Drac, I make his body spin (Ayy)
Shots up out the Drac, I make his body spin (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
And you n***as don't want no war wit' us (Nah)
You hit this block then I'ma open up
As soon as he fall we stand over him
So many shots in his face, they can't even notice him
I pop up out the cut, they like “I knew it's him” (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Terrorize these n***as 'cause they bitch made (Bitch made)
I been totin' the same gun since sixth grade (Sixth grade)
I'll test a n***a gangsta 'cause he's bitch made (Bitch made)
N***a, stay up out my face with them bitch ways
I been ridin' through your block tryna catch one (Tryna catch one)
First n***a that I catch, I'm gon' stretch somethin' (I'm gon' stretch somethin')
Hop out the car, hold him down, I give 'em six of 'em (I give 'em six of 'em)
He got caught without his pipe, where is his gun? (Where is his gun?)
And a lot of n***as get wrapped up on that rappin' shit (On that rappin' shit)
I'm the type of rapper won't hesitate to to clap him quick (Bow-bow-bow)
Heard you came with your n***as, they'll die too (They'll die too)
Foenem itchin' out they body just to try you

[Chorus]
Shots out the Drac (Drac)
Hit his fuckin' top (Top)
Fuck where he from
We gon' spin his block (Block)
Watch how you talk when you talk to me
Caught a shot up out the Glock
That boy got hit from 'cross the street
Man down, that's a dead body (Ayy)
And we ain't comin' for one n***a, we shootin' everybody
I gotta play it smooth 'cause I know the feds watchin'
You better watch the news 'cause we shootin' everybody (Bitch, on gang)