[Intro]
Yeah, aye
Fully automatic on me right now n***a
Fifty
Yeah, I ain't going for shit n***a
Finna' up it
(Aye we live in this motherfucker turnt?)
Sito, Sito, Sito

[Chorus]
Lean back, shoot n***a
I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them
We strapped up, man we move like the troops
I stay military I ain't rocking no suit
Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?
I don't know about you, yall n***as some new n***as
Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot n***a
I'm fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop n***a

[Verse]
I'm riding in a foreign, it don't got no roof n***a
Fuck that rap shit, n***a I'm really a drug dealer
Was popping n***as just for fun n***a
You got some tattoos on your face but you ain't no real killer
Red, white, and blue just like Hilfiger
I'm on thе block with the plug, he really got six figurеs
I'm at the roundtable but this shit ain't no Thanksgiving
I'm wrapping bricks up but this shit ain't no [?] crystals
And my shoes red bottoms but this ain't no new Christians
I'm in L.A. and you know I'm fucking with two bitches
Got some young n***as on the block, them n***as just [?]
I got some young n***as on the game, they really some young n***as
I ain't no rap n***a, man I really be [?]
I talk to god everyday but a n***a just still sinning
I'm talking about life, I'm really too deep in it
In the projects and I got your freak in it
Off them drugs now she sneaking and geek with it
On the scene I be shooting like Cole Bennett
You better ask around, know my whole team winning
I caught a n***a lacking, gave him that cold feeling
Shot a n***a partner but we gon' keep spinning
I was locked up in that cell, I was still tripping
I hit that n***a with the Glock now he still trending
I lost my mother in the game and I'm still tripping
[Chorus]
Lean back, shoot n***a
I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them
We strapped up, man we move like the troops
I stay military I ain't rocking no suit
Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?
I don't know about you, yall n***as some new n***as
Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot n***a
Fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop n***a

[Chorus]
Lean back, shoot n***a
I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them
We strapped up, man we move like the troops
I stay military I ain't rocking no suit
Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?
I don't know about you, yall n***as some new n***as
Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot n***a
Fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop n***a

[Outro]
Aye
Foreign