[Intro: Capo]
Nah nah

[Verse: Capo]
If it ain't about the profit, then don't call my phone n***a
And we ridin' with the mac, got 2 drums in the pumps with us (Bang bang)
Bitch, we Glo Gang Navy, go crazy for Blood (Gang)
Stop, picking up them guns on the way to the club
A n***a snaked me out when I gave him nothing but love
And I can't come to your city for under a dub
Free all my n***as in the jam, R.I.P the ones that's above (Gang gang)
Pull up on ya, skrt skrt, fill a n***a with slugs (Bang bang)
Your thot, she on me, done told me give her a hug (Nah)
But I don't trust her, man, she just desperate for love
She said her uncle got the work, well give me the plug
And I left that bitch, her uncle, he know who I was (Fff beep)
Finesse (gang)