[Intro]
(Baow, baow)
I ain't gon', you know what I'm sayin'? That's between you and Durk, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm tryna walk somethin' down, I'm tryna catch a nigga lackin'
I'm tryna see what he ridin' in, front, I tag him, flip the lil' baby in traffic
Headshot, I bump-fire the Drac' and it turn automatic
Lead cocked, one inside the head, I'm gon' get straight to clappin'
Bags in, I just took this 'za up out the fuckin' plastic
Cash in, I don't take no Zelle, move right, you want this package
Her ass out, he trip 'bout that bitch, I left him assed out
Your ho like to fuck all on the gang, that bitch got passed 'round
[Verse 1]
I get bored, then I go shoppin', if it's swaggy, I'm gon' cop it (I'm gon' cop it)
I go fly and they gon' copy, I don't think nan' nigga ain't gon' stop me (They ain't gon' stop me)
She in my pants, she tryna get some of thеse bands, but I just want her body
Say the wrong thing, you gon' disappеar, TKey Illuminati (Hold up)
I get hotty, pop shit like Scotty (Yeah)
We like to freak, we be catchin' these bodies (Catchin' these bodies)
Send shots, they spread like a sawed-off shotty (Sawed-off shotty)
Four-five with the scope and the green-beam dotty (Green-beam dotty)
We move work, not molly, molly (Baow)
Pockets stiff, they knotted (Knotted, knotted)
Take one of mines, kill everybody (Everybody)
Baby shit, porta-potty (Shit)
We smoke opps like a vape, nigga, we don't cop pleas, that shit there too late (Too late)
I got my young niggas ready to eat, they'll get him lined up, put your face on a plate (Too, uh)
I'm never trippin' or slippin', when I get some rest, I be fallin' asleep with the K
When I get that young nigga drop, I'ma go back to back, make a move, I'ma spin 'til I can't
Be for real, you think you play with me, your ass gon' make IG
Hell naw, I'ma load up with this five and cause a murder (Murder three)
Chalk it, chalk it, we gon' turn your body to a murder scene (Murder scene)
Bitch-ass nigga got dreads, when I get done, he gone be Mr. Clean (Mr. Clean)
(Baow, baow)
I ain't gon', you know what I'm sayin'? That's between you and Durk, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm tryna walk somethin' down, I'm tryna catch a nigga lackin'
I'm tryna see what he ridin' in, front, I tag him, flip the lil' baby in traffic
Headshot, I bump-fire the Drac' and it turn automatic
Lead cocked, one inside the head, I'm gon' get straight to clappin'
Bags in, I just took this 'za up out the fuckin' plastic
Cash in, I don't take no Zelle, move right, you want this package
Her ass out, he trip 'bout that bitch, I left him assed out
Your ho like to fuck all on the gang, that bitch got passed 'round
[Verse 1]
I get bored, then I go shoppin', if it's swaggy, I'm gon' cop it (I'm gon' cop it)
I go fly and they gon' copy, I don't think nan' nigga ain't gon' stop me (They ain't gon' stop me)
She in my pants, she tryna get some of thеse bands, but I just want her body
Say the wrong thing, you gon' disappеar, TKey Illuminati (Hold up)
I get hotty, pop shit like Scotty (Yeah)
We like to freak, we be catchin' these bodies (Catchin' these bodies)
Send shots, they spread like a sawed-off shotty (Sawed-off shotty)
Four-five with the scope and the green-beam dotty (Green-beam dotty)
We move work, not molly, molly (Baow)
Pockets stiff, they knotted (Knotted, knotted)
Take one of mines, kill everybody (Everybody)
Baby shit, porta-potty (Shit)
We smoke opps like a vape, nigga, we don't cop pleas, that shit there too late (Too late)
I got my young niggas ready to eat, they'll get him lined up, put your face on a plate (Too, uh)
I'm never trippin' or slippin', when I get some rest, I be fallin' asleep with the K
When I get that young nigga drop, I'ma go back to back, make a move, I'ma spin 'til I can't
Be for real, you think you play with me, your ass gon' make IG
Hell naw, I'ma load up with this five and cause a murder (Murder three)
Chalk it, chalk it, we gon' turn your body to a murder scene (Murder scene)
Bitch-ass nigga got dreads, when I get done, he gone be Mr. Clean (Mr. Clean)
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