[Verse]
Got a couple guns, shoot them guns for fun
Shoot a nigga down, watch that nigga run
Why these niggas run, boy, these niggas scary
Pop a nigga up but I ain’t talkin’ bout a cherry
Smokin’ flame, you can get flame, no, it’s not a thing
Got this thing, I’ma let it bang, bullets to your brain
Two pistols, bitch, I’m Max Payne, yeah, I bring the pain
Got the MAC, on my fuckin’ hip, and I let it hang
Got a ruger, shoot to your madula, bitch, it’s gonna do ya’
I’ll wake you up, but I ain’t no rooster, bitch, I am a shooter
Shootin’ bullets to your whole body, now you got a tumor
Sippin’ codeine that purple lean, but I ain’t no Future
Open a bottle up, got me movin’ so slowly
Got the bricks on the truck, got them bricks up on the boat
I used to move them rocks, I don’t do that no more
I had the bricks in the wall, and the bricks up in thе door
All these niggas fools, all thesе niggas fake
I’ll shake you up like a milkshake
Let a nigga try me, he gon’ die today
If he go to heaven he gon’ fly today
He got a couple poles and he never shine
But his bitch ass bet not try today
I be gettin’ money like the lottery, bitch, I’m charged up like a battery
Got hella guap, got hella fans, you know, I’m a celebrity
These niggas is not on my level, these niggas is dirty, well I need a shovel
Totin’ on the metal and I just bought a bezel
Why you talkin’ all on Twitter, better be careful
If yo ass hatin’ now you elevatin’, I be shootin’ niggas how they ass hatin’
Bitch, I eat my food, eat my macoroni, eat my fuckin' chicken, and my fuckin' bacon
When I walk past, have the niggas shakin'
Bitch, I got a Glock, so my ass is taken
I was right there, you was right there, you was with a gun so yo' ass was fakin’
Pull up to the cemetery, pull up where the opps at
When I pull up on they block, I’ma turn up to a opp head
Shooting niggas I'm with that, that guap, I get that
Yes, I got a Big MAC, so yo' ass better get back
Pull up with the .30 shot, I flex do that a lot
Pull up in a foreign car, leave marks in the parking lot
Go inside the grocery store, gotta lot of shit in my shopping cart
Niggas talkin' that bullshit but I'll pop they ass, like a pop tart
Let's get it
Got a couple guns, shoot them guns for fun
Shoot a nigga down, watch that nigga run
Why these niggas run, boy, these niggas scary
Pop a nigga up but I ain’t talkin’ bout a cherry
Smokin’ flame, you can get flame, no, it’s not a thing
Got this thing, I’ma let it bang, bullets to your brain
Two pistols, bitch, I’m Max Payne, yeah, I bring the pain
Got the MAC, on my fuckin’ hip, and I let it hang
Got a ruger, shoot to your madula, bitch, it’s gonna do ya’
I’ll wake you up, but I ain’t no rooster, bitch, I am a shooter
Shootin’ bullets to your whole body, now you got a tumor
Sippin’ codeine that purple lean, but I ain’t no Future
Open a bottle up, got me movin’ so slowly
Got the bricks on the truck, got them bricks up on the boat
I used to move them rocks, I don’t do that no more
I had the bricks in the wall, and the bricks up in thе door
All these niggas fools, all thesе niggas fake
I’ll shake you up like a milkshake
Let a nigga try me, he gon’ die today
If he go to heaven he gon’ fly today
He got a couple poles and he never shine
But his bitch ass bet not try today
I be gettin’ money like the lottery, bitch, I’m charged up like a battery
Got hella guap, got hella fans, you know, I’m a celebrity
These niggas is not on my level, these niggas is dirty, well I need a shovel
Totin’ on the metal and I just bought a bezel
Why you talkin’ all on Twitter, better be careful
If yo ass hatin’ now you elevatin’, I be shootin’ niggas how they ass hatin’
Bitch, I eat my food, eat my macoroni, eat my fuckin' chicken, and my fuckin' bacon
When I walk past, have the niggas shakin'
Bitch, I got a Glock, so my ass is taken
I was right there, you was right there, you was with a gun so yo' ass was fakin’
Pull up to the cemetery, pull up where the opps at
When I pull up on they block, I’ma turn up to a opp head
Shooting niggas I'm with that, that guap, I get that
Yes, I got a Big MAC, so yo' ass better get back
Pull up with the .30 shot, I flex do that a lot
Pull up in a foreign car, leave marks in the parking lot
Go inside the grocery store, gotta lot of shit in my shopping cart
Niggas talkin' that bullshit but I'll pop they ass, like a pop tart
Let's get it
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