Shoot Out BloodHound Q50 (Ft. VonOff1700)

[Intro: BloodHound Q50]
Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm, mm-mm
Long live my brother, he probably killed your bitch-ass brother
Haha, we finna walk this bitch

[Verse 1: BloodHound Q50 & VonOff1700]
Go, when I killed that nigga, I was fresh as shit
Amiri my denims, Balenci' my kicks
Fuck IG, I ain't postin' no pic
We four deep with Dracs and switches
Swing my door, niggas fallin' and trippin'
Belt to ass, we the reason they cliquin'
Catch two more, I'm double digits, go
I don't tote nothin' less than a Glock or Drac', that other shit be jammin'
You can't label no rapper, bitch, I'm still out here spinnin'
I clap shit up, better ask the trenches
I left eight dead, but one nigga pendin'
Switch on the back, tap once, it's empty, go, go
High-speed chase, don't wrap the V
Fuck Lil Tjay and Munchie G
I ain't duckin' shit, ain't no secret beef
Same nigga trollin', now he R.I.P
I chased niggas down with my bare feet
Come here, where you goin'? You ain't no runnin' from me
Took a shot to the leg, I was out same week
My first day clear and I went up three
I'm a top spinner, niggas know I'm elite
Caught three niggas on my 19C
His ass ain't gang, he ain't caught no B
It's me and Von in a SRT
Spin out West, then we spin over East
Fuck these niggas, I ain't pushin' no peace
Niggas be bitches, be duckin' that beef, go (Alright ,you know that)