[Chorus: JID]
I shot the sherrif
Killed the deputy
Spared the reverend
Smack your parents
Split the marraige
Snatch the necklace, [?]
[?]
[?]
I give it a click-click
I look in the barrel
I give it a click-click
I look in the barrel
I'm pointin' it at you
I'm pointin' it at you
I'm finna-

[Verse 1: JID]
Back up, that's a warning shot, next n***a gettin' domed and dropped
And n***as beefin' on they phone and plottin'
And I can see you really love hip-hop, well I can make you meet Biggie and 'Pac
Tell 'em how the game miss 'em a lot, so if you thinkin' its a issue it's not, people entitled to opinions they got
You probably good as friend as you got, so if you poppin' shit and your friend get shot at the-
Age of 9 at 10 o'clock, but when he pop, at his top, and he drop, let it rock
I been on a fuckin' star trek like Spock
Glock cocked on the block workin' on my shot
Been the same since a runny nose with the snot
Then my n***a run into your home with a choppa like "gimme what you got do you really want the problem?", tryna make a milli off the rock
[?]
Watch a n***a watch, n***as on the block fake phones in the pocket
Lil partner was poppin' finna hit him with the rocket
Then your main chick tryna take me, probably 'cause I'm handsome, fly, and a fun guy like Shiitake
N***a you really jockin' tryna Andy Milo-knock me off my rocker hell nah, partner, partner, hell nah
My n***a told me not to tell y'all but I'ma tell y'all
[Chorus: JID]
I shot the sherrif
Killed the deputy
Spared the reverend
Smack your parents
Split the marraige
Snatch the necklace, [?]
[?]
[?]
I give it a click-click
I look in the barrel
I give it a click-click
I look in the barrel
I'm pointin' it at you
I'm pointin' it at you
I'm finna-

[Verse 2]