Ayy, nigga, ayy, yeah, nigga, ayy, nigga, ayy, nigga, ayy, niggaAyy, tinted up the whips, let's go and kill like it's the purgOn that block, you know we poppin' out on niggas, and we burnEyes ahead, bro, we just spotted them, swing my dough, don't swerveWith that drink, bitch, I ain't figure late, chop, * up your nervesOut my body, nigga, off a flat on Wiley, niggaWe be catchin' bodies, nigga, master P on body, niggaPop out where your mans at, then we catch a homie, niggaPussy shouldn't have said that, now we on your noggin', nigga33 was in the pro mat, Larry Bird, now I got girlyClean pistol inside the runner, I see a oppin', now it's dirtyTurn your shooter into a sprinter, your residential, we die earlyWe don't kill niggas, baby, we steal your life and call it burglaryMichael Draco, this bitch had hellBetter use them feet, they on the block, we be like, hell yeahNow it's time to eat, let out them shots, and you know damn wellYou fall, we press delete, like a Flintstone, bro, tryna bendBend my heart with ARP, who on four?Me, nigga, try your luck and you gon' dieNigga, no, I don't give no fucks, I'm psyched with arms, we open fireSeen that Draco do something dirty to a nigga, I can't lieAin't no bitch, you be a nigga, bitch or dyke, just chop a bopNigga, no, I'm with the *, I think I got murder senseQuestion what, I know he hit on leak, I done stood over *These bands, I hold bad, I make pay that gold, she get that low for meWe creep up slow, I'm on my tippy toes, but he don't notice meHe gon' talk about it, I can't merch him like thatPussy, I got no bodies, never cashed on themNow I got that drug, I'm on my tippy toesGreat holler, pussy, ain't no fightin' backGo and pick your homie up, we knock him down, that dot effectYeah, stupid nigga mad, he won't get his homie backARP niggas got me sick, run down with sticks, we in a COVID maskIf you jump that gate, we jump in the gate, don't play, we on your assAnybody wanna be safe, better stay out the way, cause we gon' fold your assSippin' lean, I need ice, swear love, you lean rightBands got my jeans tight, for bodies, you a fiend, right?I just threw a bean bite, four niggas with a switchThis bitch, she'll hit it, hoe, I mean, pipe, they on the block, what green?Been doin' hits and bangin' blitz, manWe in dot, we like Shaq and Kobe, 2-4 in this bitchI squeeze this bitch and bust all on your homiesHe got caught for thinkin' * was sweet, put that glizzy on himWalked on, put that 50 on him, we boss the man, we dealer, homieTrone wet the ice, I clutch my pipe, they wanna do me wrongI can name a couple opps, died for lackin' in they phoneTwo shots hit, they split his dome, his brother, we did him fuckin' wrongYour partner die, you make a song, my partner die, I'm bustin' chromeThey know I sent that nigga home, but we really drill niggasHow about him, we kill niggas, they know this how I live, niggaI'm sober when I kill niggas, don't need no maskWhen I drill niggas, pull up and I steal niggasChoppa hit your grill, niggaAin't where that switch do, put it on your maskNow he'll scream, that's what that bitch doChoppa hit his ass, he in that grass, oh, he a dead niggaI fell back from that drillin' to get my money, rock my bass, niggaHe gon' say my name just for some fame, I let my mask get him