Ice Cream Truck Montana of 300

[Chorus]
Ratchets on deck, passin' pistols to my mans
Three killers with me with ski masks in the van
We gon' pull up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck
Rollin' down your block, 'bout to pop like rubber bands
I bet bodies drop, them kids never had a chance
When I pulled up like the ice cream truck
Straight out the window like the ice cream truck

[Verse 1]
Everywhere I go, niggas know I keep the pole
Heater on me like I'm cold
Light your top up like a stove
Broski rolled with me before
Therefore he know how it go
If these opps ain't on the block
Then we hopping out kicking doors, yeah
I just bought a K, nigga, I just bought a pump
And they right here in this van, we ain't gotta pop the trunk
See, he thought it was safe, he thought all I did was rap
Till I showed up with them straps then I turnt up to the max ,yeah
I be gettin' paid, nigga, I be gettin' guap
I tell bronem get the door like I heard somebody knock
Niggas hate me and my mans because we be gettin' bands
40 in my pants, tell the opps it's time to dance, boy
Don't make me come find y'all
I be lettin' the iron off
Headshots when I'm firin' off
Your brains on the sidewalk
And right after I pop 'em, I swear I forget about them niggas
Claim they with the shits until I shoot the shit up out 'em, yeah