[Intro: Blacc Zacc]
Yeah
Hickory dickory dickory dock
Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you on that motherfuckin' beat? Ah, nah, you made that motherfuckin' beat
Glock got thirty-two shots in that motherfucker
IMixNation for real
Hold up, ayy

[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Walk on the stage with my burner
Reach for my chain, you a goner
Brought choppers with the backend
You want some stripes, you gon' earn 'em
Who want smoke? Let's figure it out
Knock him off, he looking for clout
I hope these n***as came here to just party
My youngins'll air this bitch out
Walk on the stage with my burner
Reach for my chain, you a goner
Brought choppers with the backend
You want some stripes, you gon' earn 'em
Who want smoke? Let's figure it out
Knock him off, he looking for clout
I hope these n***as came here to just party
My youngins'll air this bitch out
[Verse 1: Blacc Zacc]
Yeah, hickory dickory dickory dock
My Glock got thirty-two shots
These youngins, they coming to spin on your block
Them bullets, they hot like a pot
Spent the backend on K's and Glocks
But you went and bought you a watch
Don't matter if a n***a get paid or not
Reach for my chain, you get popped
Shoot a fuck n***a on camera
I'm tryna TMZ a ho
Now promoters scared to book me
They heard I shoot up all my shows (So?)
And now my label mad at me
They want me to chill, I'm on parole
So thank God I'm independent
It's SMG and DME, ho
How you a stepper, get stepped on?
My Glock and my AP a two-tone
I send a hit off a Boost phone
Chopper make him cock-eyed if he look wrong
These n***as pussy, I smell it
I just hope I don't inhale it (Ew)
My bitch ass like jelly, I'm selfish
Don't try, got the Glock on my pelvis
[Chorus: Blacc Zacc & Stunna 4 Vegas]
Walk on the stage with my burner
Reach for my chain, you a goner
Brought choppers with the backend
You want some stripes, you gon' earn 'em (Yeah)
Who want smoke? Let's figure it out
Knock him off, he looking for clout
I hope these n***as came here to just party
My youngins'll air this bitch out
Walk on the stage with my burner
Reach for my chain, you a goner
Brought choppers with the backend
You want some stripes, you gon' earn 'em
Who want smoke? Let's figure it out (4X)
Knock him off, he looking for clout (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
I hope these n***as came here to just party
My youngins'll air this bitch out

[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
He say he want smoke, we gon' see 'bout it
Don't spit it if you ain't gon' be 'bout it
On gang, all these n***as G 'round me
You can get knocked out the frame, tryna creep 'round me (Get him outta here)
I walked in the search with my burner, uh
Got hella rods with no permits
He say he gon' rob me, that shit cap
I wish a n***a would like Timmy Turner
My lil' n***as steppers for certain (Yeah)
We shoot up your funeral service (Gang)
He holding down like he nervous
N***a get out of line and we doing him dirty (Pussy)
A n***a get knocked off the surface
'bout 4X, they spark fire on purpose (4X)
Touch me and they paying for hearses
I stand on that shit I say in my verses (On gang)
She like, "That's Stunna and Blacc Zacc"
She know we ain't doin' no cap rap
I just bought a new Glock and a black mask
Spending racks on Ross, I ain't spoiling no nat nat (Thot)
I might fuck that lil' bitch if her ass fat
Showed 'em the gas, I showed 'em the stat pack (Jugg)
I used to jugg these n***as on Snapchat
Now I'm gettin' racks off ASCAP (Hah)
[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
Walk on the stage with my burner
Reach for my chain, you a goner
Brought choppers with the backend
You want some stripes, you gon' earn 'em
Who want smoke? Let's figure it out
Knock him off, he looking for clout
I hope these n***as came here to just party
My youngins'll air this bitch out
Walk on the stage with my burner
Reach for my chain, you a goner
Brought choppers with the backend
You want some stripes, you gon' earn 'em
Who want smoke? Let's figure it out
Knock him off, he looking for clout
I hope these n***as came here to just party
My youngins'll air this bitch out