Ayy, it well, I don't know how to tell Ayy, you know lately, *** all that *** Now they want me to come We been on a whole lot of gang ***, you know Demolay That's how I'm coming, yeah Gang, gang, sis, potty train, all that *** Oh, that's how you coming too? Nah, for real This a real n***a party, you cannot get in Busting off the n***a, folding them off the Xans I can't shake your hand, no, I'm not your friend I don't *** with rappers, no, I'm not a fan Damn, n****s really shoot no accident I can't make this *** up, I cannot pretend Damn, and I heard you know who shot your mans You ain't tryna slash, but I'll be acting like you is Cause if you gon' slash, put the n***a there slidin' Let me see your ***in' shots fired then Let me shoot that crib up you had then Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then You don't wanna hear that flip then For I'll sneak up on you with that pew-pew-pew-pew-pew Rhyme with that, wish a n***a would This right here, turn a n***a name into a hood Bumped into a bitch I knew in high school Been tryna *** your bitch up past due Remember you was ***ing in the classroom Now you tryna talk me in the bathroom You are out with the game, bitch, you lie You are ducking from the 12th on the X I can't trust your bitch if you not one of mine We don't need no new n****s, yeah, bitch, we fine N***a party, you cannot get in Bustin' off the mid, foldin' them off the Xan I can't shake your hand, no, I'm not your friend I don't *** with rappers, no, I'm not a fan Damn, n****s really shoot no accident I can't make this *** up, I cannot pretend Damn, and I've heard you know who shot your mans You ain't tryna slap, but I'll be actin' like you is Cause if you gon' slap, put the n***a there slappin' Let me see some ***in' shots fired then Make me choose that crib up you had then Don't wanna hear them loud sounds, then be quiet Let me see you slap Sixth grade, hit on my kids, I had a deuce fight Slide a game, wrap that dagger, don't get crucified Glock 33 with the 30 hangin' out I swear my trigger finger itchin' After the candlelight, we pushin' up, shoot the funeral up You think cause you went and tatted your face, that *** make you tough Sega 12 and I filled with slugs, thought he got hit with a buzz This bitch trippin', tryna FaceTime, I'm tryna catch me a nudge Roll the window down, yeah, stick the choppers out *** a *** song, n***a, let's shoot it out Lace my boots up, put the coupes up *** a hotbox, time to shoot stuff Savage front of six, well, they told a lot of big *** Savage pop a lot of ***, like that n***a Bomb Hit his car so many times, the Draco made a son *** a fist fight, I'ma show you what these guns do The streets raised me, I'm a *** All these bodies went and hired me a pastor Mossberg hit his chest and gave that n***a ass Middle school to high school, I was still in plasma N***a party, you cannot get in I can't shake your hand, no, I'm not your friend I don't *** with rappers, no, I'm not a fan Damn, n****s really shoot no accident I can't make this *** up, I cannot pretend Damn, and I heard you know who shot your mans You ain't tryna slash, but I'll be actin' like you is Cause if you gon' slash, put the n***a there slidin' Let me see some ***in' shots fired then Let me shoot that crib up you had then Don't let me hear them loud sounds, then be quiet then *