It's Smoke with the whole city, niggaIf you ain't rockin' with us, then it's fuckin', niggaAin't no discussion, I don't wanna talk, I don't got no rapWhen I see you, it's thatCatch me another hatDon't get Pancake to the floorFuckin' with them other niggasNigga know what's up with GlitThey know I'm a chop spitterChopper hit you from a distanceYou ain't gon' hit * but a whistleNiggas mad, they hoes choosin'We put our poles in a pickleHop out, rain this ass downThat boy got trashy, lots of liquorPull up to the coupe, I'm swervin'Know I paper-tapped the rentalForty thousand on me rockNow, bitch, I feel like Jason ReynoldsWe got drapes, ain't got buttonsYou ain't gainin', you gon' feel itYou ain't gon' make it to the spitterNiggas know that we officialBinary spit, * up your mentalRighteous kids, no accidentalWherever I catch, I'm throwin' missilesAin't good, no, I'ma hitThey blitz the house and took the truckSame day, we got some different pistolsFree VJ, he know I miss himI'ma count the calls with killersIf I get that dot, I'm down to swearNigga, that's off the dribbleI went to sleep and woke upThe beat, he thought a nigga diedThe ops thought I got cookedAnother nigga had got friedAnd he ain't get back for your mansBut wanna go and pick a sideBeen conversatin' with the reaperBut I know God on my sideNigga talkin' like he ain't the reasonThat other nigga diedNow he just cryin', go make postI know that nigga scared to slideGet in that car and go get at himYou better back your nigga upBehind the guys, no discussionI be cooked to handle upBut ran down on themSo we had to put the button upWe gon' keep torchin' all they mansIt ain't no lettin' upBro, they touched that nigga melonNo bap, I walked it bustGB say he ain't tryna talkWe ain't got nothin' to discussGo *** a black, jump in the VYou ain't gotta be, can't hang with usWe really kill, you better chillMe and my niggas dangerousYou niggas love to cop on beatsBut never did a thing to usSay you shot five, niggas winGo and get you a brain, lil' bruhWhy you keep lyin' bout your work?You ain't never leave a stainAll I know is get up closeMake you feel goodMake sure you crack that nigga brainYour homie die for playin' toughHis name I never say in vainHow you a killer but never kill?I swear that killer can't be lameAll you niggas claim the hoodAin't never did * for the gameI was head first in the smokeHow you think I got my name?God can't save you when I catch yaCall the corner, don't need a stretcherStand on top, you witness chopperYou ain't gon' make it to the doctorThat knee that hit him, it made him hollerLive about a life real nonstopBro, turn that nigga dredged to pastaYeah, you know what's up with meI'm the one that ran down on that blockAnd left your brother bleedin'I'm the one who sent him shotDon't know why niggas can't believe itPlayin' both sidesHe don't know niggas die for treasonDon't really got no pissin'Choose you wanna die, just give me a reasonBeen robbin' niggas since a youngin'Me lickin' bitch was really schemin'Keep a coat on in the summerI'm clutchin' metal all seasonChopper talk, we knock this light sidePut that little boy to bedNiggas mad, we got the city hotCause they look part of the deadThree different rods, three different shootersYou can't tell me he wasn't deadThe way them youngins jump out hereYou'll swear that we were vetsFresh out the county, still drillin'Tryna tap a nigga headStill stayin' out the wayTastin' cheddar, stackin' breadNiggas slimy, tryna snakeBut I know exactly how to play itThey say how you snake a snakeBut I never understood what he said