I told them niggas that’s talkin’ to meWalk-ups and then we stand over him and knock his top offKnock his top off, knock his block offAyy, stand over him and knock his top offThey know how we comin’They know we spinnin’They know how this shit getOn Grape, check the newsAyy, ayy, ayyBitch I run on a opp and I’m sleepin’ on [?]She givin’ me top while I’m clutchin’ the GlockAR chopDidn’t have a good look at her, but a nigga still took that shotPut one in the headI smack him with the pistol, left his forehead with a knotRide for my dawgs like bike packTry to run in and then both they ass get shotStretch me a bow and then stretch me a hoeAnd then stretch me a opp right at the showFew niggas came around me, got poppedThem niggas wasn’t alright with the goatPurple rags on the boat, with my whole [?]Bitches pullin’ up on the lowExotic boat, it can go for the lowI told him three racks for this smokeGlock in his face, I’ma see when he’s savageAnd shootin’ that hoop bitch, you know we ain’t havin’ itShot at the opp make that bitch hit the cabbage patchGave him a [?] his clips started emptyin’I’m in Sin City, I’m sittin’ with [?]We flippin’ the bitches just me and my killersMamma and daughter, they facin’ the pillowsShe suckin’ my dick while she callin’ her niggaGave him twenty but he did it for freeBetter come correct you comin’ for meWe droppin’ bodies every day of the weekDOA, cold case deceasedHeard that diss, but we gon’ seeLeave no evidence, OCDImma get caught if the camera see me cause I’m bare face, no mask when me meet
Got the neighborhood watch on the cornerGot the neighborhood smokin’ marijuanaI got the neighborhood watchin’ for the gunBut, little do they know that I’m the one that’s gunnin’On the low, I’m the one that be causin’ violenceI be silent on it, but I keep on smilin’What they don’t know is that lil nigga got bodiesAnd a problem, he gon’ solve it with that rocketAy, high as a bitch I ain’t know where to land, so I landed in coochie with her and her friendWanted a Birkin, I gave her a Gucci insteadBrodie he went out and caught him a body, he told me he need him a Xan manRetaliation that’s a mustYou bustin’ us? Then you know you a dead manNigga ain’t spent on meNigga ain’t even got that much nutsWould’ve got shot in the head, but he duckedIf I miss a shot, then I go make it upCatch him on the rebound, hunnid round goMomma say, “Stop”, but the bullets they blowI shoot too much, my fingers soreBig red dot on the nose for a bozoGot the neighborhood watch on the cornerGot the neighborhood smokin’ marijuanaI got the neighborhood watchin’ for the gunBut, little do they know that I’m the one that’s gunnin’On the low, I’m the one that be causin’ violenceI be silent on it, but I keep on smilin’What they don’t know is that lil nigga got bodiesAnd a problem, he gon’ solve it with that rocketNigga, fuck you mean niggaThem niggas know how we be comin’, TKOThey know the score, 5 and 0, we winnin’ thoughCatch a body then repeatin’ hoBrr, brr, brr, brrGet downBrr, brr, brrGet downBrr, brr, brrGet down the whole roundBrr, brr
