[Intro]
What?
What?
We started this shit, man
Huh?
We started this shit, for real
We on our OTF shit, you heard?
We did

[Verse 1]
Did a lot of dirt myself, dirty
Thirty on me shootin' like Steph Curry
Shells get to runnin’ and get wet up, huh
Fall on your ass, won't get up, nah
Bitch I get busy with choppers and glizzies
I'm ridin’ through the city this Glock got no safety
Keep that bitch with me so please do not tempt me
I squeeze 'til it's empty, you thinkin' you crazy
Bad bitch from another country, foreign
Slammed that girl in the pussy, scorin'
Kicked her out, on to the next, she borin'
Finna pull up on her friend, hoes goin'
Bands on me, money won't fold, damn
Leprechaun, "Where is me gold?" Bands
Can’t catch this drip, you got no hands
I ain’t got opps, I got all fans
I be slidin' on niggas straight patchin’ them
You ain't wanna die, why you lack with them?
Hoppin' up outta them Astrovans
Caught your ass, boy, you can't hide from him
We dangerous, Tookaman, smoke ’em like angel dust
Boy, you ain't gang, you a stain, you can't hang with us
Glizzy's on every gang member that came with us
Aim it, just spray at them niggas that ain't with us (Boom)
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