[Intro: YRN Veezo]
Grrah! Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Yeah... (38 shit)
I ain’t tryna talk, we tryna walk down on shit
Ayy, suck my dick, pussy

[Verse 1: YRN Veezo]
Grrrrrah, boom! Face get split (Bitch!)
I don't do no back and forth, I just load the clip (At all)
He tried to duck, too late—caught him by the hip (Baow!)
Now his mans postin’ pictures like “Damn, he was lit” (Nah he dead, fuck him)
Fuck your set, fuck your block, fuck your dead-ass gang (Boom!)
Y’all ain't never score shit, we been made a name (38!)
Pop out that V, I let it bang with no shame (No shame)
Put a switch on the stick, now it spray like rain (Brrt, brrt!)
Ain’t no talkin’ when it’s up—n***a, come outside (Come outside!)
Last n***a did, now his momma gotta cry (Pussy!)
He ain't shoot back, he just ran, why you lie? (Why you lie?)
Caught him in designer, made that Off-White fried (Grrrah!)

[Chorus: YRN Veezo]
Grrah! Boom! Boom! Boom! (Boom-boom-boom!)
We don’t aim for lеgs, bitch, we aim for domes (Baow!)
Catch his lil' brother lackin' whilе he on his phone (Stupid!)
He ain’t know we was watchin', should’ve stayed at home (Dummy!)
Grrah! Boom! Boom! Boom!
That’s how it sound when I’m slidin’ through your zone (Skrrt!)
That’s how it feel when you realize he gone (Facts!)
This that drill shit, make a opp turn ghost (38, bitch!)
[Verse 2: YRN Veezo]
Bitch, I move like a mob boss, real cold blood (Cold!)
Your man's died broke, he ain’t even leave a dub (Damn)
My opps full of bitches, they ain’t got no guns (No straps)
I let it ring like a doorbell, then run (Boom!)
Put a stick in a Louie bag, ho don't trip (Don't trip!)
I ain't argue on no net, bitch, I really flip whips (Facts!)
New Glock dirty, but the whip real clean (Skrrt)
And I’m high as fuck, sippin’ Wock' with the lean (Wock')
Tell the opps come outside, they don’t want war (They scared)
I got my youngins on payroll ready to score (38)
He talk that big shit, now he on the floor (Grrah!)
That’s another pack, that’s another four (Roll up!)

[Chorus: YRN Veezo]
Grrah! Boom! Boom! Boom!
We don’t aim for legs, bitch, we aim for domes
Catch his lil' brother lackin' while he on his phone
He ain’t know we was watchin', should’ve stayed at home
Grrah! Boom! Boom! Boom!
That’s how it sound when I’m slidin’ through your zone
That’s how it feel when you realize he gone
This that drill shit, make a opp turn ghost

[Outro: YRN Veezo]
Pussy
Suck my dick, you broke-ass rap n***as
YRN shit, we really out here
Boom, boom, boom! (Grrah!)
Your block ain't safe, bitch