[Intro]
You know
You already know what the fuck I'ma say, you know
Gang gang, shit's prolly, all that shit that there, you know

[Chorus]
First of all, fuck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothafuckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that shit Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that bitch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please
Mothafuckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, bitch

[Verse 1]
Better watch how you talk out your teeth
'Fore we have to stomp you out and leave you on the concrete
N***as talkin' beef like we won't pull up with that fuckin' heat
Give you all the smoke and leave
What the fuck you mean? We the ones them n***as hated on
Cool ass n***a, fuck your bitch with my shades on
Bitch done got mad 'cause I fucked and I couldn't stay long
Steady blowin' my line up, she needs to call her day phone

[Chorus]
First of all, fuck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothafuckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that shit Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that bitch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please
Mothafuckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, bitch
[Verse 2]
Chop him down like a Christmas tree
Sneak dissin' we, roll up, smoke your taco like a Swisher Sweet
Woo, woo, hold up, mix the drank up in a Lipton tea
And I'm sippin' Blood, but my roll blue like I'm Crippin', C
Yeah, fully goin' off like blip-blip
And the Glock goin' off like bop-bop
And that chop goin' off like glop-glop
Bobby Shmurda, n***as hit like ah-ah
This 100 round shoot a century
Last blunt I laced, fuck my enemies

[Chorus]
First of all, fuck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothafuckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that shit Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that bitch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please
Mothafuckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, bitch

[Verse 3]
We gon' pull up, shoot a hundred rounds when them n***as deep
We gon' pull up, shootin' n***as down, leave 'em in the street
Boom-boom-boom, hit his fuckin' melon, make his melon leak
I can't cuff you, baby, ain't gon' let your ass embarrass me
Ooh, sloppy toppy, awesome jaws 'til I fell asleep
Ooh, got my bacon, extra cheese, ain't no nailin' me
Ooh, shorty sucked my dick so good that I can't feel my knees
Ho tried to spin me, not gon' let her DJ Pharris me
Hold on, get back, n***a
You know what? Shit splat, n***a
Drac', no kickback, n***a
Surprise party, get back, n***a
Kill him dead, kickback, n***a
Bullets like a french fry, n***a
Just bought a new gun from France
Fuck around and french fry a n***a
Hot shit, deep fry a n***a
Kill his ass, retire n***as
Missed the socks when we hit your block
Spin again, retry, n***a
What if he come back to life though?
Fuck it, he gon' re-die, n***a
I'ma kill his ass on sight
I don't gotta decide, n***a
[Chorus]
First of all, fuck my enemies
Ayy, heard these mothafuckas tryna mimic me
Ayy, this for all the n***as who be thinkin' that shit Swisher sweet
Pull up on your block and light that bitch up like a Christmas tree
"Word around they gonna rob y'all", n***a please
Mothafuckas know they ass'll die if they mention me
Whole gang'll pull up on your ass if you mention we
We'll pull up with all .40 cals if you mention beef, bitch