I shoot like James harden
When he played for the rockets,
Head shot gang
You know we aiming for the noggins
Keep me one up top
I don't even have to cock it
You aint never seen a opp
Broad day and got it popping
I mentioned money
Niggas switching up the topic
I got the head
Then I threw her on the block list,
Feds on my ass but
That'll never stop shit
I'm still out here everyday
Trying to pop shit
I'm still riding with a Glock
And a mop stick
I heard you're little diss song
That's shit not it
Rich for anything
Quickest way to get you're top lift,
We left you're mans at the light
On some pac shit
Made his ass park the whip
On some stop shit
Made it back
Then when poured up a pint quick
Whole pint in one pop
I didn't even have to measure it
Then I fired his ass up
I ain't gone lie it was some pressure
Plain Louis tee a G
But you can tell by the texture
Doors lift up in the coupe
This ain't no mother fucking Tesla
We keep scoring back to back
Like we got cheat codes
Snatch a nigga out his kit
I feel like debo
Riding with that Draco on me
Like I'm Beno
I got bitches selling pussy
Out in Reno
You be out here saving bitches
You a hero
I'm still smoking on the last opp
I got him pre-rolled
I'm out of town
They don't understand my lingo
Every time we catch a opp
We yell out bingo
You're mans been dead for years
Why you ain't been score
You out here making diss songs
Go get you're lick bro
Freaky got his goofy ass fried
Like some crisco
They shouldn't have gassed his
Ass up like the citgo
I heard maji was a dog
Where you're pit go?
Izzo was just icy than a bitch
Where you kit go?
They shaking ass
Won't be surprised if they hip roll
You know that's you're ass
If we catch you in that fish bowl
I got a lot of opps that why the clip long
I'm the type to see a opp and get to
Dumping to my clip gone
You the type to see a opp
And make a phone call
We probably shoot you out you're socks
Bitch we stonewall
I can't wait until they free 9k too
Oh yeah r.i.p my nigga
Woo the opps hate you
Ej was speaking on the dead
Now he with Jesus
Dex was speaking on dots
He in the grave too
Wild man dirty ass
Taste like k2
I heard little Jayden tay
In a better place too
Fucking with the other side
That's how you get oop
Don't come outside
If it's dark shit get spooked
I'm not trying to kick it with you
If you ain't gone shoot
I'll never tell on my self
I ain't murder mook
And niggas know the truth
Forever paid,
Forever 32