[Intro: Keizah]
Aye Jose, come here
Come here Cuz
What the fuck, what is-
Man, hfmm

[Verse 1: Keizah]
I switch it up it's not BB, it's Gucci
AR singin' like it's YFN Lucci
Hood bitch buy her [?], she boujee
You stupid as fuck think I'm payin' for coochie
Boy this a rental, the windows be tinted
I'm slidin' with hoes, yeah we movin' we kill 'em
[?] hit 'em, his body start flippin', got him out the way a new opp in the middle

[Verse 2: JoseGoneGetcha]
One day I was walkin', now the opposition stalkin'
I ain't have it so I lost it
Came in and [?] it, eat my dick then you exhausted
If you ain't strapped, then move with caution
How you want smoke, up the glizzy to his throat
Gun powder got him coughin'
N***a you broke, thе oppositions is a joke
Hole in his head just likе dolphin

[Verse 3: Keizah]
They know what it is, walk down with the glizzy and shoot at yo kids
He a lil' [?]
MAC eleven genie grant his ass a wish
Hollows in, so they gon' hug and kiss
It's a beam on this bitch how the fuck can I miss
Before you jumped in that, well did you think about that shit
I kick down yo door and start glickin' this bitch
Bitch I go through the back and come out with a [?]
Start blessin' the trap they think that I was spiritual
And this gun way too big, so how the fuck am I fearin' you
Chop way too loud, so how the fuck am I hearin' you
Better think before you move, I catch you on the slip
Right in front of you n***a, how the fuck you miss
Use her for lips, but she can't get a kiss
Draped in designer, cleaner than a bitch
I got it off junkies knockin' for a piece
[Verse 4: JoseGoneGetcha]
You speak on the Church, but I'm dead the [?]
My n***as demons, but the glizzy be preachin'
Hop out the van, leave him dead for no reason
The other Nina leave him slump if he reachin'
I don't want yo thot she was givin' me top [?], she was freakin' and geekin'
My n***as Crippin' you better not be slippin', we in defense so keep a heat if you freezin'
We finna pull up in a fou' door, Glock pop, opp drop, yo-yo
I'm tryna fuck yo hoe, got her bouncin' on the dick, pogo
Red beam on his shirt, Polo
Jose gon' get you throwin' bullets like Romo
Bro in the back, go mode
Seen my youngin' do a hit in a stolo
But defense on my ass I'm leavin' the state
No Tay-K, I'm winnin' the race
Whip out my dick, bust on her face
My n***as all gas they tryna hit the brakes
I told that bitch "Shut up 'fore you get replaced"
I fuck with the Locs, but bro'nem throwin' Rakes
That boy not the plug [?]
Don't shop with the opps 'cause they gon' say you shake