[Intro]
Brrt
You know how we be comin' behind this murder shit (Brrt)
You know how we comin' behind on some gang shit (Brrt)
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bro)
Crip, NLE
Brrt, ayy
[Chorus]
Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let 'em know (I let 'em know)
I'm head huncho of the gang, so you know I'm general (I'm general)
You not a gangster, got to bitchin' when the judge sentence you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You sent some shots and got to missin', boy, you know we bulletproof (Ayy,ayy)
We gettin' the 'bows and come out the water (And come out the water)
Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars (I feel like the cars)
Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (Go harder)
Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor (He need a doctor)
If he get the pack, then you know I'ma stretch him
I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck (Ayy)
And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too aggressive (Ayy)
And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure (Ayy)
[Verse 1]
Don't want that bitch, she not my type (She not my type)
She want my dick, I hit one night (One night)
I put it in, it grip me tight
She call me "Papi", that I like
Glock in the cut, it's under the pillow (It's under the pillow)
Bitch, I see him, I swear I'ma drill him (Brrt)
Show no cap, I was raised by killers (Brrt)
Up the pole and smoke, confront my nigga (Brrt, brrt)
You know how we get in, you know he get knocked back, nigga
You just met with the Glock and put it on top back, nigga
It's first-degree murder, we don't do assault, my nigga
Left that boy in the scene, caution tape, white chalk that nigga
This shit can get deadly, tell that nigga that I said it
We leavin' niggas in the paramedics
Ayy, Fruit Ninja, choppa pop yo' melons
And I'm shootin' shit like I'm J.J. Redick
Brrt
You know how we be comin' behind this murder shit (Brrt)
You know how we comin' behind on some gang shit (Brrt)
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bro)
Crip, NLE
Brrt, ayy
[Chorus]
Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let 'em know (I let 'em know)
I'm head huncho of the gang, so you know I'm general (I'm general)
You not a gangster, got to bitchin' when the judge sentence you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You sent some shots and got to missin', boy, you know we bulletproof (Ayy,ayy)
We gettin' the 'bows and come out the water (And come out the water)
Been wipin' my drip, I feel like the cars (I feel like the cars)
Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (Go harder)
Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor (He need a doctor)
If he get the pack, then you know I'ma stretch him
I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck (Ayy)
And I'm pullin' this trigger, I get too aggressive (Ayy)
And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure (Ayy)
[Verse 1]
Don't want that bitch, she not my type (She not my type)
She want my dick, I hit one night (One night)
I put it in, it grip me tight
She call me "Papi", that I like
Glock in the cut, it's under the pillow (It's under the pillow)
Bitch, I see him, I swear I'ma drill him (Brrt)
Show no cap, I was raised by killers (Brrt)
Up the pole and smoke, confront my nigga (Brrt, brrt)
You know how we get in, you know he get knocked back, nigga
You just met with the Glock and put it on top back, nigga
It's first-degree murder, we don't do assault, my nigga
Left that boy in the scene, caution tape, white chalk that nigga
This shit can get deadly, tell that nigga that I said it
We leavin' niggas in the paramedics
Ayy, Fruit Ninja, choppa pop yo' melons
And I'm shootin' shit like I'm J.J. Redick
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