[Intro: Skilla Baby]
Ha
Fah, bah, bah, brr (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Striker music (Ha), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Bah), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it, ha (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it, ha (Strike, ha)
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Pull up on my opps, Hellcat, Demon, TRX
Back to back, somebody gon' get stretched, we tryna catch a hat (Bah, bah, bah)
I cannot be the driver, I'm the one with choppers in the back (Ha)
Switchy on my strap, you know I got the Glock, it's on my lap
Let me catch him, send him up to Heaven, pop him in the hat (Send your ass up)
They want me to stop, I'm not, they call the cops, I'm comin' back (Ha)
Pull up in a striker, brr, up my fully on a pussy (Brr)
Yeah, my belt give 'em a whoopin', neighbors lookin'
Seventy-two shots out the Glock, Devin Booker (Bah)
I'll pop a nigga sister, I'll drop a nigga mama (Ha)
I'll let off shots, leave, return with the strap like Sada
I be on the block, Ibaka (Ha)
Fah, fah, fah, that boy body got more holes than Mo Bamba, ha (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, ha)
Ha
Fah, bah, bah, brr (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Striker music (Ha), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Bah), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it, ha (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it (Strike)
Striker music (Strike), let my lil' niggas strike to it, ha (Strike, ha)
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Pull up on my opps, Hellcat, Demon, TRX
Back to back, somebody gon' get stretched, we tryna catch a hat (Bah, bah, bah)
I cannot be the driver, I'm the one with choppers in the back (Ha)
Switchy on my strap, you know I got the Glock, it's on my lap
Let me catch him, send him up to Heaven, pop him in the hat (Send your ass up)
They want me to stop, I'm not, they call the cops, I'm comin' back (Ha)
Pull up in a striker, brr, up my fully on a pussy (Brr)
Yeah, my belt give 'em a whoopin', neighbors lookin'
Seventy-two shots out the Glock, Devin Booker (Bah)
I'll pop a nigga sister, I'll drop a nigga mama (Ha)
I'll let off shots, leave, return with the strap like Sada
I be on the block, Ibaka (Ha)
Fah, fah, fah, that boy body got more holes than Mo Bamba, ha (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, ha)
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