[Intro]
(DT Beats)

[Chorus: Baby2]
Headshot, duppies
Run shit down in the field like rugby
Glocks from out the country
Run shit up, turn the n***as to mummies
Old fifth, rusty
That's what I perk in the trap with the buckties
These n***as puppies
I'm a big dog in the streets like a husky
Just hop out the car and I, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got lined by a thot n***a, uh-huh, uh-huh
Stand over, send shot 'til the sun down
Cro don't got knocks but he want one
Seen your bro on the box like a pop-up
Don't be in that cut when I pop up
Hit 'em up, seen him stiffen and lock up
My cro caught a body turned rasta

[Verse 1: Baby2]
We hit him up and he fall on his back, I'm a run up and face that
If you tryna link up, you should just say that
Catch a opp outta place anywhere, I'm a take that
Keep a perc in the back, got it right by the waistband
Ain't tryna get the bag, I'm a think he a wasteman
Crop a n***a out, now they gotta frame that
Talk to a stove, pull up, where you lay at
[Chorus: Baby2]
Headshot, duppies
Run shit down in the field like rugby
Glocks from out the country
Run shit up, turn the n***as to mummies
Old fifth, rusty
That's what I perk in the trap with the buckties
These n***as puppies
I'm a big dog in the streets like a husky
Just hop out the car and I, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got lined by a thot n***a, uh-huh, uh-huh
Stand over, send shot 'til the sun down
Cro don't got knocks but he want one
Seen your bro on the box like a pop-up
Don't be in that cut when I pop up
Hit 'em up, seen him stiffen and lock up
My cro caught a body turned rasta

[Verse 2: Da Crook]
When it come to the street shit, you thought I was cappin'
Tell them keep six, n***as thought it was rappin'
Choppa don't twerk but that shit get the clappin'
Rap shit don't work, then it's straight back to trappin'
Brick disappear like it's magic
Fuck off the 'net, come outside if it's static
Taliban gang, they be itching to wrap shit
We ain't sparking from far
Killers hop out the car, leave his brains on his tee
N***as get shot just for playing with me
Half a mil' round my neck, fuck they saying to me
She don't pay n***as but she paying for me
Line 'em up, backdoor, I'm spraying for me
Ain't killing shit and it's easy to see
N***as is bitch, don't compare 'em to me (Yo)
When it's time to get active, don't take off your mask till we burn up the V
If we knock something down, the cruiser pull up, then we burnin' police
N***as know how we get, so they best watch they tone when they talkin' to me (Yo)
N***as know how we get, so they best watch they tone for our (Brrt)
[Chorus: Baby2]
Headshot, duppies
Run shit down in the field like rugby
Glocks from out the country
Run shit up, turn the n***as to mummies
Old fifth, rusty
That's what I perk in the trap with the buckties
These n***as puppies
I'm a big dog in the streets like a husky
Just hop out the car and I, uh-huh, uh-huh
Got lined by a thot n***a, uh-huh, uh-huh
Stand over, send shot 'til the sun down
Cro don't got knocks but he want one
Seen your bro on the box like a pop-up
Don't be in that cut when I pop up
Hit 'em up, seen him stiffen and lock up
My cro caught a body turned rasta