I'll pop one, then I'll pop two, then one up six, and then this my
Even though I got racks, got a whole lot of straps, ain't dropping no bag, I'ma come in and get you
Still the same that they used to call for the smoke, my pockets, you got a little bigger
Tryna meet Mugg in the pit with his bro in them blicks that he know they some
Fell on the ground when I came through blowing, shot at the curb, thought he was going
They thought I was done, reloaded the clip, could've stopped, but I kept on blowing
Most of these n****s too tough on the net, not in the streets, never stood open
Nothing wanna show me you love me, at least I'm bloody
I wanna hit how the n****s gun shoot, the eyes block just like a GM
Shoot at the rim, play ball and I scope me a bucket
Ops on live right now, I'm on the way by myself in the car when the lights on rushing
Let's talk that sh**, boy
We bout that sh** like a toilet, we catch them, they flush them
It's a few ops, wanna kill myself, told for them, they catch them, they better not touch them
Must be stupid, in the streets, it ain't no love
They been killed cupids, been a shooter, still a shooter
Fourteen with a five, we gon' make it, we're hooping
Whoever told the ops to beef with us, going, they, they, it's a bad influence
Broke that n****, ain't have no car, come catch him, I razzle, he got caught walking
For all that talk, he tried to run, guess he ain't have a n****
Jumped out with my chopper, gun and I hopped him
We the main reason they watching these cars, bell out blitz
Whenever we caught him, now shooting back
For years getting patched, I guess you can say that we taught him
Still in the field, still doing them drills
Post on the block with the shotters and ballers
We the lil' n****s who want some, four of them gon' call us
For hire, shout out his tires, spell up sh**
He got caught with his daughter, ain't paying for sh**
And she know I got money, bump, get the f**k out my face
Stuck in some beef, don't want no peace
Up in the scoat and we raising the rate
Brung out the AP today, trying to find some to spank
Lil' buds put a B on the drape
Aiming for legs, we aiming for heads
I'm trying to shoot out a ball in his face
We got the drop and it's seven o'clock
Spent right now, we went in trying to wait
Think they gon' hustle today, ain't no trapping the date
On the way to his plate, put right on side of his ride
And do him like Biggie, I lock a window with Drake
It ain't no guns in the joint, four of them in the prison
He call me and show me a shame
I ain't no guns in the joint, four of them in the prison