[Intro]
(Man, fuck all that talkin’, we pull up and bust)
(Choppa go off, turn his ass into dust.)
(Fuck all these opps, they ain’t slidin’ for real,)
(Catch him in traffic, get popped like a pill.)
(Ain’t showin’ no mercy, we shootin’ to kill.)
[Verse 1]
I was just broke, now I’m up with a stick (bitch, I’m lit!)
Spin on his block, let it bang till it click (fuck a switch!)
30-round drum, I ain’t usin’ no fist (fuck that shit!)
Opps talk tough, but they really ain’t shit (they some bitches!)
Body keep droppin’, we up on the score (we ain’t losin’!)
He tried to run, but these hollows too fast (shoulda knew it!)
Choppa be kickin’, this bitch got a blast (like a movie!)
Hit up his chest, now his gang light a candle (shit get spooky!)
Slide with them demons, they itchin’ to crash (we on go!)
Fuck all these rappers, they really somе hoes (they for show!)
He flеx on the ‘Gram, but he don’t got a pole (broke as fuck!)
Hit up his trap, we gon’ empty his load (run that up!)
Bitch, I’m too deep in this shit, I can’t fold (never that!)
Got out the mud, now my pockets on swole (big racks!)
Fuck all my opps, they get put in a blunt (roll ‘em up!)
Extended the clip, now we up with the pump (leave ‘em slumped!)
Bitch, we don’t talk, we just load up and dump (let it bust!)
[Chorus]
Hollows gon’ hit, make his body collapse (fuck that boy!)
Spin on his block, we ain’t givin’ no pass (let it blast!)
Extended the mag, leave his ass in the past (he a pack!)
Fuck all that talkin’, we get on his ass (where he at?)
Bitch, I’m too deep in this shit, I can’t fold (never that!)
Big FN, put a hole in his soul (leave him cold!)
When we slide, we don’t aim, we just blow (let it go!)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I ain't duckin’, we slide with them poles (fuck they gon’ do?)
Creep through his block, put a tag on his toe (left him blue!)
30-round clip, leave his brains on the floor (that’s a view!)
Fuck all my opps, we ain’t showin’ remorse (we want two!)
Choppa be spittin’, this bitch got a kick (big ass drum!)
Body start twitchin’, he died like a bitch (shoulda run!)
Perkys and Wock, got me high as a kite (out my mind!)
Told that lil’ bitch I don’t fuck for the night (ain’t got time!)
Spin back again, we ain’t leavin’ no trace (fuck the feds!)
Hollow tips hot, they gon’ eat through his face (fill him with lead!)
Caught him in traffic, he thought he was safe (now he dead!)
Mama keep cryin’, she know he got laced (shoulda fled!)
Bitch, I’m a demon, don’t play with my name (I’m a beast!)
Came from the trenches, got rich off the pain (I’ma feast!)
Fuck all the talkin’, just up it and bang (let it squeeze!)
Slumped in the whip, left his brains in the seat (RIP!)
Bitch, I been thuggin’ since back in the day (since a jit!)
Extended the clip, put that bitch in his face (watch it hit!)
I keep a switch, I ain’t usin’ no hands (fuck a fist!)
Bro in the cut, he gon’ pop like a Xan (leave ‘em sick!)
Pull up with Dracs, make ‘em run like a hoe (fuck they on?)
Big FN, leave a hole in his dome (send him home!)
Bitch, we don’t talk, we just get in that mode (we on go!)
Shooters on point, they gon’ wipe out his soul (he too slow!)
I keep a Glock, I ain’t never gon’ fold (never lack!)
Body count up, we been up on the score (check the stats!)
Spin through his block, we gon’ leave that shit cold (where they at?)
Fuck all my opps, they get turned into smoke (roll ‘em fat!)
[Chorus]
Hollows gon’ hit, make his body collapse (fuck that boy!)
Spin on his block, we ain’t givin’ no pass (let it blast!)
Extended the mag, leave his ass in the past (he a pack!)
Fuck all that talkin’, we get on his ass (where he at?)
Bitch, I’m too deep in this shit, I can’t fold (never that!)
Big FN, put a hole in his soul (leave him cold!)
When we slide, we don’t aim, we just blow (let it go!)
[Outro]
Walk down on him, make sure that he finished
Crime scene bloody, his body diminished
Never gon’ fold, bitch, I stand on my business
