I'm finna let the window down
Grab the choppa hang out that bitch
You ain't tryna fuck? Bang on that bitch
When you drop another bucket on them niggas hang on that shit!
I ain't throwing paper but I make it rain on a bitch
Her pussy so wet I think this bitch rained on my dick
My neck was just naked I done put a chain on that bitch
I don't cuff hoes, I ain't put no chains on your bitch
Shot him up top hit him from his brain to his lip
That nigga fucked up when he died, he ain't drop no loot
I ain't screwin' with this Glock we blowing at you like a flute
Hit his hands hit his legs, can't walk he can't shoot
If I miss the shot get my rebound you know how we hoop
Hit the drop strikers pulling up you know how we do
Got a button on the Glock that say "try me soon"
Got a choppa in the whip when I ride with boom
This bitch will sweep you off your feet but it's not a broom
Don't become a target think twice before you mention me
Hit 'em with that switch and knock a nigga out his misery
You ain't gotta like me it's okay your bitch feelin' me
He diss me in a song 'cause in his bitch diggin' deep
Get a nigga a gong, bust his dome, he hit for free
New opp pack give 'em bands that job complete
She say it's for her man nah baby that jawn for me
Do it with no hands I'm like damn this bitch elite
Need to slap a switch on his gen five
Bro hit a opp that nigga got out for the 10th time
Send her to her bando 'cause on low she won't get mine
Trust a nigga? Nah, I don't know these nigga's 6ix9ine
Slide through they shit make a bitch nigga get down
Bah, make 'em dance, Stomp The Yard like you Chris Brown
Come and get your bitch she in Atlanta gettin' dicked down
We just had a skull tell a nigga "talk shit now"