[Refrain]
Grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
[Chorus]
This shit ain't no game, gang, once you say it's simple, ain't no pause, holster on
I'm walkin' with this Glock behind my drawers
I already told 'em, "Come," they comin' it's too late to call 'em off
They diamonds wetter than Niagara
Touch this water, you gon' fall
[Refrain]
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
[Verse 1]
Gang shit, bust his brain quick, we is dangerous
"Nardo, why you tryna slide? Nigga, you is famous"
What that mean, this trigger finger still work
Shot his ass a year ago, he say it still hurt
Somebody tell him tell me, "Thank you," he get free Percs
He got shot and he survived, it could've been worse
I ain't got no mind, that's what they be tellin' me
We pull up with Ks, ARPs, bunch of letters like a spelling bee
I been hearing these niggas cappin' through the speakers
We got turkey bags, ain't never really fuck with beefers
All black Trackhawk, I call this one the Jeepers Creepers
You mad I fucked her, blame yourself, you shouldn't've cuffed a eater
Switches games comin', tryna make the AR automatic
Shootin', I sense evil
I don't think, it's just a habit
No matter what I'm clutchin', mine ain't never been the type to pass it
Grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
[Chorus]
This shit ain't no game, gang, once you say it's simple, ain't no pause, holster on
I'm walkin' with this Glock behind my drawers
I already told 'em, "Come," they comin' it's too late to call 'em off
They diamonds wetter than Niagara
Touch this water, you gon' fall
[Refrain]
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
[Verse 1]
Gang shit, bust his brain quick, we is dangerous
"Nardo, why you tryna slide? Nigga, you is famous"
What that mean, this trigger finger still work
Shot his ass a year ago, he say it still hurt
Somebody tell him tell me, "Thank you," he get free Percs
He got shot and he survived, it could've been worse
I ain't got no mind, that's what they be tellin' me
We pull up with Ks, ARPs, bunch of letters like a spelling bee
I been hearing these niggas cappin' through the speakers
We got turkey bags, ain't never really fuck with beefers
All black Trackhawk, I call this one the Jeepers Creepers
You mad I fucked her, blame yourself, you shouldn't've cuffed a eater
Switches games comin', tryna make the AR automatic
Shootin', I sense evil
I don't think, it's just a habit
No matter what I'm clutchin', mine ain't never been the type to pass it
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