[Intro]
Grrah-grrah, boom
Like, like (Good job, Sho)
Every opp shot, everything dead (N-N-N-N-Narline)
Like, what?
MB, MB
Everybody K
Grrah, grrah, grrah
Like, what?
Grrah
Every opp shot, everything dead
I can't stop 'cause my fingers is itchin', like
Ah

[Chorus]
I can't stop 'cause my fingers is itchin'
If I call the bros, they completin' the mission
Grab the Smith &, get to clickin'
Don't stop 'til the pussy n***a end up missin'
All this new designer got me drippin'
The knocker stay on me, I ain't never slippin'
Who you blitzin'? Where you spinnin'?
These n***as is cap, they don't rap what they livin'

[Verse]
I ain't lackin', thе deuce in the shoе
Pass brodie the sitchy and watch him go ku
Who is you?
We been buggin' and boomin' and puttin' n***as on the news
Bullets hit his body, watch him ooze
Been too busy winnin', I could never lose, like
I can't talk, I been stuck in the stu'
She tryna act bad and suck me in the booth
And I thought I was done with this bitch
Until I fell in love with this bitch
So now I just gotta put up with this shit
But I can't lie, you be buggin' and shit
Love the trenches, grew up in this shit
But sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in the mix
From the 5, it's no love on the 5th
There's demons that's tryna throw somethin' at your whip, like
Go get the drop, now it's litty
I'm spinnin' with chops, it get gritty
And if they want me, tell 'em come and get me
I never be hiding and I keep it with me
Brodie got knocked for totin' on the [?]
Free Keme, free Jimmy
When they come home, we gon' fuck up the city
All the opps broke, I know them n***as driddy, like
Walk in Amiri and fuck up a bag
N***as hating, I let 'em be mad
'Cause when they mans died, they was all lookin' sad
How they dissin', but they doin' bad?
Hop out, put the beam on his mask
If he try to run, we gon' get on his ass
Get up on him, watch him do the dash
Bitch, I'm Mr. Get Up on Him With the MAC, like
This is the night for the action
And I'm feelin' right in this fashion
Runnin' it up, I do that with a passion
Please don't run up on me 'cause I'm blastin'
Remember days when a n***a ain't have shit
Now if I see it, I want it, I grab it
And my bitch got the pole in her Mackage
I'm too immaculate for all that actin'
Where you at? 'Cause I need it
It's been a month, I been fiendin'
Pull up on me, baby, let me beat it
And what we do, we can keep it a secret
When I fuck she be squirtin' and screamin'
Fuck from the back and now I got her creamin'
I might eat it, I know how to beat it
As long as you with me, I ain't never leavin'
N***as never did nothin' to me
They can never get nothin' from me
And for all my n***as, I'm dumpin' for free
Hollows gon' rip through his chest, hit his sleeve
In the spot, got his bitch on her knees
He mad 'cause his bitch wanna fuck with a Sleeze
Off a Perky, I don't do the E's
If he try to front, then I'm dumpin' the G, like
[Chorus]
I can't stop 'cause my fingers is itchin'
If I call the bros, they completin' the mission
Grab the Smith &, get to clickin'
Don't stop 'til the pussy n***a end up missin'
All this new designer got me drippin'
The knocker stay on me, I ain't never slippin'
Who you blitzin'? Where you spinnin'?
These n***as is cap, they don't rap what they livin'

[Outro]
Grrah
Grrah-grrah, boom
Every opp shot
Ah
MB, MB
Like, what?
Grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah
Everybody shot, everything dead (Good job, Sho)
Everything dead, everybody K (N-N-N-N-Narline)
Like, what? Like, how?
Grrah, grrah-grrah