Chorus 1
Real killers move in silent
Got a bad bitch like a barbie
Heard the opps outside
So we going shoot they party
Put a button and a beam on the Glock
Like its a moppy
If he run up on me promise you
Im going get it started
Dar you got to move silent
Theres a price on your head
Tell the opps im outside pussy n***a im not scared
If he speaking on my name promise you i leave him dead
And if his ass get up again we spin again and hit his head

Verse 1

His ass up in the sky make his bitch going to say bye bye
Fucking on his bitch she taking dick n u know she could ride
I want all them n***as gone we spin again n leave them dead
We kill that n***a chop him up n feed him to a bear
We got Glocks ak n guns we tryna shot them all
Ima wicked n***a no nardo but im tryna chop them all
All theses bullets hit his spleen n his spin it made him tall
Thinking he a Gangster all that capping that shit left him gone
We got molly percs n lean we pay your rent if u let us trap
And that pussy n***a dead and his ass turned into a pack
His ass became a birdie cause his bitch ass started flying
All theses n***as pussy for real cause they always lying
Hollow tips fuck up his face you try to run then
Its a case
M19 gon hit him up we turned his bitch ass a case
She an't no wifey type but right now she going be my bae
My birthday is coming up tell her ass give me her cake
Chorus 2

Real killers move in silent
Got a bad bitch like a barbie
Heard the opps outside
So we going shoot they party
Put a button and a beam on the Glock
Like its a moppy
If he run up on me promise you
Im going get it started
Dar you got to move slient
Theres a price on your head
Tell the opps im outside pussy n***a im not scared
If he speaking on my name promise you i leave him dead
And if his ass get up again we spin again and hit his head

Verse 2
If we spin again we want him dead
Put that n***a in a bed
We hit his legs we hit his dreads
Fuck yall n***as yall heard what i said
We getting this money we getting this bread
We shooting this n***a until we see red
We hoping out bushes we hit his head
We shooting this Glock the bullets gon spread
We got draks bullets n ak shoot u in your face
Pop u in your bae
Your ass gon die today for speaking on my name
Shooting 3's like dame
They think today is the day to play
Like im klay this an't no 2k
Pull up to your block we chopping off k's
We giving out fades
Make your ass my bitch make your ass my slave
Police on my ass they tryna race
Doing the dash like tay k
He snitch9 no treyway
We spot the opps its payday
If gang seen him im on my way
Shoot him 5 times he gon lay
Chorus 3
Real killers move in silent
Got a bad bitch like a barbie
Heard the opps outside
So we going shoot they party
Put a button and a beam on the Glock
Like its a moppy
If he run up on me promise you
Im going get it started
Dar you got to move slient
Theres a price on your head
Tell the opps im outside pussy n***a im not scared
If he speaking on my name promise you i leave him dead
And if his ass get up again we spin again and hit his head