[Intro]
I got Hitman on the beat
KP on the beat
[Chorus]
Soon as I touch down, they gon' call the people
I'm in that Nawfside with them sticks out 'posted like it's legal
Yo' son get caught out with them lights out, he gon' meet the reaper
All this money got 'em scared, plenty bodies broke the meter
Fuck it, call Channel 9, they gon' call Channel 2
Tell 'em that we step on 'sum, shit, they know what we do
Keep a dirty thirty burner, high as hell in that coupe
Put a hunnid, drop another hunnid 'till he dеad, we ain't through
[Verse 1]
They gon' call intelligеnce, they gon' call head too
Boaw pop em with a Russian stick, hit 'em in his head too
Step on him, then we rep on shit, leave his partner dead too
I'ma jump out, Nah I ain't runnin' on shit, nigga, I can't keep my cool
Get out of line then you burn that boy, that's what my momma said
My sister say she look in my eyes spooky, got demons in my head
Bitch rolling like a lines tuition, even tho' I bang that red
Standing on everything I said, burn 'em, my flag gone off meds (Nigga Yeah)
[Chorus]
Soon as I touch down, they gon' call the people
I'm in that Nawfside with them sticks out 'posted like it's legal
Yo’ son get caught out with them lights out, he gon' meet the reaper
All this money got 'em scared (Scared), plenty bodies broke the meter
Fuck it, call Channel 9, they gon' call Channel 2
Tell 'em that we step on 'sum, shit, they know what we do
Keep a dirty thirty burner, high as hell in that coupe
Put a hunnid drop, another hunnid 'till he dead, we ain't through
I got Hitman on the beat
KP on the beat
[Chorus]
Soon as I touch down, they gon' call the people
I'm in that Nawfside with them sticks out 'posted like it's legal
Yo' son get caught out with them lights out, he gon' meet the reaper
All this money got 'em scared, plenty bodies broke the meter
Fuck it, call Channel 9, they gon' call Channel 2
Tell 'em that we step on 'sum, shit, they know what we do
Keep a dirty thirty burner, high as hell in that coupe
Put a hunnid, drop another hunnid 'till he dеad, we ain't through
[Verse 1]
They gon' call intelligеnce, they gon' call head too
Boaw pop em with a Russian stick, hit 'em in his head too
Step on him, then we rep on shit, leave his partner dead too
I'ma jump out, Nah I ain't runnin' on shit, nigga, I can't keep my cool
Get out of line then you burn that boy, that's what my momma said
My sister say she look in my eyes spooky, got demons in my head
Bitch rolling like a lines tuition, even tho' I bang that red
Standing on everything I said, burn 'em, my flag gone off meds (Nigga Yeah)
[Chorus]
Soon as I touch down, they gon' call the people
I'm in that Nawfside with them sticks out 'posted like it's legal
Yo’ son get caught out with them lights out, he gon' meet the reaper
All this money got 'em scared (Scared), plenty bodies broke the meter
Fuck it, call Channel 9, they gon' call Channel 2
Tell 'em that we step on 'sum, shit, they know what we do
Keep a dirty thirty burner, high as hell in that coupe
Put a hunnid drop, another hunnid 'till he dead, we ain't through
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