[Intro]
Bap, bap, bap


[Verse 1: 100 OTD]
Slide on your ends, no reaction
And I'm saucing in my chain reactions
You want smoke? Oh, gang 'bout that action
Can't cap, man, no time for acting
I just look on the news, another slapped in
So I guess its no time for lackin
I sauce when I step
Move slow on the move, you get left
I dont care if youre pressed
Wipe his nose if he thinking that he vexed
Fuck your bitch, now she saying I'm the best
Got my Glock, give a fuck about a vest
Watch how you talk, 'cause you could be next
You think that you're sick? Then we'll put you to the tеst
Yo, you know we coming
Im in the T and you know that its running
Watch how we thumb in
Racks coming in and wе counting them hunnids
The opps they be runnin'
Back out the ting and you know that they bun him
Then we just son him
Fuck on your bitch adn her face where im cumming
If we was losing the opps that we hunting
You n***as on nothing, my n***as on...
[Verse 2: Off Radar]
When I hop on the track, just know thats its facts
Like, why did he lack?
Dump out this clip then i double right back like i need new strap
30 my bid, now i need new strap
Now i need new strap
He talking sick, we got the medicine
Slide with adrenaline
New to the game, but I'm touching the veterans

[Outro]
You already know what the fuck im talking 'bout man
Come outside, these guys lack
Get tapped, n***a
You ain't outside
You ain't realling throwing-
Teaming up out here
And you still ain't working, still get touched, n***a
Hold that