Bitch, I got a big-ass Glock on me
I'm tryna put that bitch to work
Gang
(And I got the Yavo)
Ayy, ayy
Murder one
Name a opp nigga that's gangster, bitch, I never heard of one
Ayy, Glock-shoppin', tryna find the best Glizzy and purchase one
Ayy, opp shoppin', put a ten on him, I might purch him up
And I go to jail today, the judge gon' give me time for burnin' some'
I'd be damned I let a nigga take it, bitch, I earn his money
You gon' have to shoot me in my head, you gotta earn it from me
Bitch, I been a gangster, you know GetRich', they can't go for nothin'
I swear YB' out his top
Lookin' wrong might get you smoked for nothin'
Ayy, pussy niggas know what's up (aye)
We the reason why they ride windows up (skrrt)
Tacos tucked (come on)
Ayy, me and Lil Flip, we hop out any block, nigga, you better duck
(You can't beef with me, lil' nigga)
(You broke, go get your cheddar up)
Ayy, huh, I say, "Six shit, shots fired" (boom-boom, shots fired)
Opp died
Caught 'em walkin' (ayy), niggas should've caught a ride (skrrt)
Ayy, how the fuck you gangster? You ain't never seen no homicide
Headshot, closed casket got his mama traumatized (ayy, haha)
Laughin' at the opps 'cause niggas bitch for real (yeah)
Ayy, fill 'em up with lead, he go to bed like he took Benadryl (brrt)
Ayy, makin' noise with this lil' rap shit but, bitch, I still'll drill
Ayy, catch a nigga when he tryna slide, that's how you steal a kill
Ayy, gang just walked in, bitch, I brought them members out
Since he tryna woof, we outside that lil' nigga's house (talk that)
Ayy, shot him in his neck, the bullet catch straight through his mouth
Ayy, three-oh-eights, oh, bit', that bitch might flip over his couch
Ayy, huh, I say, "Six shit (uh, uh), shots fired" (booh-booh)
Opp died (nigga funny as hell, now he mad)
Caught 'em walkin' (aye), niggas should've caught a ride
Ayy, how the fuck you gangster? You ain't never seen no homicide
Headshot, closed casket got his mama traumatized
Ayy, split his head
He got hit with big shit
I know I'm a lil' nigga, but I tote a big blick
Nigga spoke up on the gang, his stupid ass got hit quick
That fat nigga fell hard, bitch nigga, that's a hit stick
Fuck nigga lay out his streets, you know that Draco flip shit
Lil' boy, stop with all that lyin', nigga know you ain't kill shit
Come on, gang, it's time to slide, hit they street, then dip quick
Built this shit before he died, that nigga died a lil' shit
Ayy, run up on that butt, ayy, then I open fire
Hit his chest, hit his arm, hit his leg, then hit his mind
Fuck that boy, his brother dead and that lil' bit' in cell alive
Hit they block and let off shots
Twenty-four in the clip, it's Kobe time
Nigga know I'ma blow for mine
Last nigga know what happened
Caught that nigga at the store, swing the door and blew the rachet
Shh, got ran down on, vrrt, he got caught in traffic
I'ma beat that fuckin' pack, stupid ass, what's fuckin' lackin'
Now he dead, that shit was tragic
My nigga be like, "Bitch, what's brackin'?"
New brother on a shirt, I'm Bryan, bitch, that put it out on ashes
I go and be gang, huh, swing the K, knock off her legs
My niggas don't do no hits free, he drop a bag, I bet we cash in
Uh, I say, "Six shit"
I ain't talkin' 'bout that robber, GetRich' to real six
Shout-out that gang, nigga, no more playin' when we said we kill shit
You ain't hittin' nothin' close
You ain't ready to run down, nigga know you a real bitch
Let's see that kill switch