I'm right
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
They shot a hundred ***in' rounds, bitch, breakin' news
Welcome to Chopper Town, tornado kid made the rules
Everybody put your guns in the air, ***in' niggas shoot
Watch my lil' homie do the dance, we fleain' out
This ain't the first time, nigga, we do this
The graveyard full of ***niggas who was actin' stupid
Whack this ass for them blues, then start actin' clueless
I'm finna direct these actin' niggas, bro, let's shoot em' movin'
I was six-ten tryin' to leave a stain, shootin' that baby, ooze it
Can't tell me how big it dies, you gon' be in the sky with him
When he see your ass, I know he wish he had his five with him
We do anything to bring the numbers down, so track the vibe, nigga
Switchin' this bitch, I don't aim, I spray around, bullets multiply
Niggas, you ready to bust a brain?
Cause I'm ready
You want something to take that pain off your mind?
Well, don't check your brain, it's painful
Pull up, flood the house, we homewrecked
My little brother a killer, but he artistic
He drawin' your house inside a sketchbook
Burn this bitch down
Gasoline?
In a matchbook
I'm with all crooks
And we tryin' to build a castle
Strike a deli on
It's tequila, but it's reposado
Brought you for your chips and your cheese
Nigga, that's nachos
Last time I checked, y'all the ones who died, niggas
I ain't sayin' they slaves, but we out here buyin' niggas
In that jungle where I was raised, we niggas can't survive here
When an investor starts to gut your nigga and change the name to R, yeah
The graveyard full of *** niggas who was actin' stupid
Whacked his ass for them blues, then started actin' clueless
I'm finna direct these actin' niggas, bro, let's shoot em' movin'
I was six-ten
Tryin' to leave a stain, shootin' the baby
Oozing
Can't tell my high-bend daughter
You gon' be in the sky with him
When he see your ass, I know he wish he had his five with him
We do anything to bring the numbers down
Subtract, divide, nigga
Switchin' this bitch, I don't aim
I spray around bullets, multiply, nigga
You know
They know that
Game
Down on that ***
Bitch
Word up
The graveyard full of *** niggas who was actin' stupid
Whacked his ass for them blues, then started actin' clueless
I'm finna direct these actin' niggas, bro, let's shoot em' movin'
I was six-ten, tryna leave a stain, shootin' the baby
Oozing
Can't tell my high-bend daughter You gon' be in the sky with him
When he see your ass, I know he wish he had his five with him
We do anything to bring the numbers down Subtract, divide, nigga
Switchin' this bitch, I don't aim I spray around bullets, multiply, nigga
Whacked his ass for them blues, then started actin' clueless



Can't tell my high-bend daughter You gon' be in the sky with him
We'll see you next time.