[Chorus]
Tryna go for the pete’, no, I’m not tryna troll
Bro blitz through both ways it ain’t no gettin’ low
QuickDraw gang, ain’t no where he could go
Catch a kid jackin’ Jet and beat him wit’ the pole
Wait, oh that n***a jackin’ the O and he droppin’ my Makk then lift that n***a soul
Bow, that n***a brains all on the flo’
Like, what, watch me creep on a Kreep, let it blow
And I know why all these n***as hate me
‘Cause I been a top Balla since a baby
Scorin’ like Mezz and ballin’ like I’m JB
Don’t got the V then we gon’ troop this shit on feet
What the fuck is a Taylor? They all sweet
Catch me a Trend on that block it’s a different pete’
Too quick to up like I got ADHD
Oh, they outside we gon’ double back in the V

[Verse]
See a opp like a post I’ma tag ‘em
Spin through the T’z, see BG we gon’ grab him
On his ass, I see him, watch me get to blastin’
Flash, like I was happy when they clapped him
Red dot, I up the beam and get to blackin’
Arm shot, the n***a havin’ muscle spasms
Nobody spinnin’ the 5 they just rappin’
Just know that everybody got a casket
Real shit, like, what is they doin’ to us?
It was so many times we spinned and let it dump
They said they smokin’ JB, what the fuck
Catch a 13 uptown that n***a outta luck
I threw Flex in the air when I rolled me a blunt
They so vexed they mans died and they doin’ nun’
Dre Lu got hit ‘cause he ran outta luck, on bro, if it was us we would’ve sent him up
I’ma get back Balla for a reason
Throw my Richie on and get to squeezin’
Qua got poked to his death, left him leakin’
Eli got shot and his ass started singin’
5 shots, just watch him crawl and get to screamin’
Head tap and now that boy no longer breathin’
Possessed, got me talkin’ to devils and demons
See opps hit him with a shot that’s how I greet ‘em
Yeah, I said this before I’ma say it again
Kenzo B the top sleeze I ball above the rim
Nobody outside on that block when we bend
‘Cause they already know what we do on them ends
On the Well, it’s so many shots that we send
Like a fiend I be itchin’ to do it again
Got my gloves and my mask tryna go for the win
Tryna spin through the 5 that I dont recommend
Creep up and stretch them n***as like elastics
Where Yus, my lil n***as playin’ target practice
Deuce deuce in the shoe think I’m limpin’ I’m actin’
I’ma act like I’m tyin’ my lace and start clappin’
Hoodied up through your block like assassins
On the W, if it’s up let me know if if’s active
On bro, they not ready for us on our Makk shit
Hollows gon’ rip through his skin like a tat, bitch
[Chorus]
Tryna go for the pete’, no, I’m not tryna troll
Bro blitz through both ways it ain’t no gettin’ low
QuickDraw gang, ain’t no where he could go
Catch a kid jackin’ Jet and beat him wit’ the pole
Wait, oh that n***a jackin’ the O and he droppin’ my Makk then lift that n***a soul
Bow, that n***a brains all on the flo’
Like, what, watch me creep on a Kreep, let it blow
And I know why all these n***as hate me
‘Cause I been a top Balla since a baby
Scorin’ like Mezz and ballin’ like I’m JB
Don’t got the V then we gon’ troop this shit on feet
What the fuck is a Taylor? They all sweet
Catch me a Trend on that block it’s a different pete’
Too quick to up like I got ADHD
Oh, they outside we gon’ double back in the V