3 Pack

Even if my legs ain't work, I still make this chopper chase (For real)

He got hit with lead all in his head, the chop erased him

And the Semi-Glock's too slow, I need to switch

Bitch, I'm impatient

We the reason the fuckin' doctors got new patients (****)

How it's beef with us, **** teamin' up (Beef)

I'd throw a mop on a fuckin' Glock and come and clean shit up (Yeah, yeah)

Half them **** ain't had no fuckin' name till they was team with us (Bitch)

Other half of them **** was straight pussy

We made them **** tough (We made them)

We made **** hard

We made **** drop they fuckin' nuts

How the fuck it's beef and my **** still ain't got fuckin' touched?

Tell me that (Tell me)

****, fill me in (****, fill me in)

Send a bad bitch one of you **** way

She gon' reel him in (Yeah)

Yop, yop

Switch make **** hopscotch

Switch make **** move and dance

The last hop hit the diddy bop

Had to slow down on the switch shootin'

We made the city hot

****

Oh, yeah

Yop

Oh, yeah

Made the fuckin' city hot, ****

I can't wait to catch a lil', nevermind

He a fuckin' dead man (Dead man)

We already caught him

Lil' bro wrapped his ass up like a headband (Bitch ****)

Can't fit chop in my jeans, so I been walkin' 'round wearin' sweatpants

So much kick on the Drake

Catch me shootin' this bitch with both hands (Shit)

Hop out blamin' to this bitch jam

This your jam, ****, dance

Yeah, yeah, walk him down stand over him

Is he dead?

Hell yeah, no face, skis on

We smoke shit with no trace

This hot pack hittin' so hard, but this shit ain't got no lace

No cap

He was brazy till he bled

No bap

Whole gang need a membership at Lidz

'Cause we got mo' hats

For real, ****?

Fuck

We got mo' um

Catch a opp **** out in traffic and I bet we throw some

I bet we throw shots if they raiders

Bet we go get mo' spots (I bet you)

Had to toss the pipes out on the chase

I bet we go get mo' Glocks (I bet we)

Uh, uh, uh

I just hit Baghdad, them **** mad

I guess we got some mo' opps

I guess we got some fuckin' mo' opps, baby

I just hit Baghdad, them **** mad

I'll get you some mo' **** and them hoes right now

I guess you got some more fuckin' opps, ****

Yeah

Give a fuck about no more opps

We is the fuckin' opps, ****

Yeah

We the opps, ****

I'm like, who the opps?

We bend through that bitch and shoot a opp (For real)

Better ask the last **** that played with us

What the fuck we do to opps? (Bitch ass ****)

All the opps been clickin' up

I heard it's opps recruitin' opps

And that's cool

Ruler clip come in this bitch, but the Glock is not at school

I don't fuck with dudes you bring around me

His ass through

The chop come equipped with nuts but I ain't talkin' cashew (****)

If it's beef with us, tell **** link with us (Sneaky link)

And the opps been movin' like Cubans, how they keep linkin' up? (Bitch ass ****)

****

Back in that mode (Mode)

Was sparin' **** at first, but I'm back fuckin' **** hoes (I'm back fuckin' **** hoes)

I'm back fuckin' **** ladies

Come here, bitch, catch these babies

He hit my bitch, I hit his

I don't know why this **** hate me (I don't know why this **** hate me)

Yop, yop

And the chop soundin' like Zell Simon, it go grrat-grrat

Feel like I'm Skilla

Duck Yo Taco, this bitch made him chop-chop (Grrah)

These **** don't want no problems, hakuna matata

You don't want no beef with us

I advise your ass not to speak on us

****, don't speak on us, **** (For real)

Don't say nothin'

I have Baghdad, get on you **** ass

I ain't gotta pay nothin'

I put one of you **** up on y'all fuckin' shit

You **** don't weigh nothin'

Walk around this bitch with all my jewelry on

**** ain't gon' take nothin'