[Intro]
Uh
Ayy, Ewell
Like, I don't want no autotune, bro, fuck all that shit, bro
Like, today, I feel like I wanna talk my shit, so I'ma talk my shit
Uh (Gang-gang)

[Chorus]
Bitch, we just bought a whole lotta guns
And we ain't buy them guns for no reason
You better have your gun when I see you
I promise you, boy, you gon' need it (Hoo)
You get hit with the shit inside this gun
It fuck around and stop your breathin' (Brrt, 'rrah)
She tried to treat me like I was a child (Bitch)
She sucked my dick like she teethin' (Shit)

[Post-Chorus]
These n***as ain't cut how I'm cut (Woo)
These n***as ain't from where I'm from (Skrrt-skrrt)
Them n***as wasn't hittin' them cuts (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Them n***as wasn't posted on none of them blocks
Them n***as wasn't totin' them guns (FBG shit)
Them n***as wasn't servin' none of them fiends (FBG, bitch)
Them n***as wasn't sellin' them drugs (Gang-gang)
[Verse 1]
Most of these fans acceptin' the shit that these rappers be tellin' you (Woo)
Shit really makin' me mad
Most of you rappers can't come to the city (Pussy)
And I ain't sayin' names, I'm just gettin' on your ass (Period)
'Parently these finna start makin' me spaz (I'm serious)
You talkin' that trash, you leave in a bag (Bitch)
It ain't Halloween, I pop up in a mask (Pop up)
Chop-choppin' shit down, you don't know the half (Pop up)
Huh, yeah, he think he the one
'Til I smack him so hard, make him piss on himself (Piss on himself)
Huh, for two, I don't like you
You disrespect bro, I spit shit make you shit on yourself (Shit on himself)
Huh, boy, I hit you with this shit
I swear to God, bitch, you'll be beggin' for help
N***a ran off with seven hundred
Turned around and spent seven hundred on a belt (Money)

[Chorus]
Bitch, we just bought a whole lotta guns
And we ain't buy them guns for no reason
You better have your gun when I see you
I promise you, boy, you gon' need it (Hoo)
You get hit with the shit inside this gun
It fuck around and stop your breathin' (Brrt, 'rrah)
She tried to treat me like I was a child (Bitch)
She sucked my dick like she teethin' (Shit)
[Post-Chorus]
These n***as ain't cut how I'm cut (Woo)
These n***as ain't from where I'm from (Skrrt-skrrt)
Them n***as wasn't hittin' them cuts (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Them n***as wasn't posted on none of them blocks (FBG shit)
Them n***as wasn't totin' them guns (Pussy)
Them n***as wasn't servin' none of them fiends (Never)
Them n***as wasn't sellin' them drugs (Skrrt-skrrt)

[Verse 2]
Uh, I was told to "go get it and go on" (Get it)
"Stop rappin' 'bout them n***as, leave 'em alone" (Skrrt-skrrt)
When I diss the opps, they try to say I'm wrong (Skrrt-skrrt)
When they keep Tooka name in all of they songs (Skrrt)
But fuck all that opp shit (Fuck it)
Let's talk about gettin' gwop, bitch (Bitch)
Or how I be fuckin' a thot bitch (Bitch)
Or how now, I'm at the top, bitch (Bitch)
And you n***as not in the topic (No)
I got a clip full of hot shit (Baow)
I roll around with a mopstick (Grraow)
I can show you how a Glock spit (Wow)
My shooter ready to drop shit (Baow)
I tell 'em to shoot, they gon' pop shit (Baow)
We jump around on squares (Ooh)
But we ain't playin' hopscotch, bitch (Skrrt-skrrt, Money)
[Chorus]
Bitch, we just bought a whole lotta guns
And we ain't buy them guns for no reason
You better have your gun when I see you
I promise you, boy, you gon' need it (Hoo)
You get hit with the shit inside this gun
It fuck around and stop your breathin' (Brrt, 'rrah)
She tried to treat me like I was a child (Bitch)
She sucked my dick like she teethin' (Shit)

[Post-Chorus]
These n***as ain't cut how I'm cut (Woo)
These n***as ain't from where I'm from (Skrrt-skrrt)
Them n***as wasn't hittin' them cuts (Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Them n***as wasn't posted on none of them blocks
Them n***as wasn't totin' them guns (Pussy)
Them n***as wasn't servin' none of them fiends (Never)
Them n***as wasn't sellin' them drugs (Skrrt-skrrt)