Finna walk in the room, I'ma get 'em terrified

Shit be sweet but I'm mad, yeah, everybody dyin

Put that mans in ya crew, everybody doing time

Got this shotty in my hands, point it at you, got the fye

Can't handle all the consequences, at that point don't do the crime

I'm never trying to hear no shit, lil' bitch, I don't wan' hear you cry

Blew his head off, straight off his neck, and he died

I heard ya mans died on Christmas, Felíz Navidad

Finna cut your hands off, trying to steal from the guys

Talkin too much, blow his head off, watch his shit go pop

Not your friend, not your foe, you a bitch with the cops

Watch em busting out her bra, she got the tits in the crop

My lil shooter, he a lil boy, got a dick on the glock

My lil shooter, finna roll you up and piss on your mom

Causing terror on these streets, lil' bitch, I run amok

Call up Tara, Novemytwo and Elvito, get you knocked

Glockboy finna make your pulse make a stop

Got the grips, got the mags, bitch, you know I got the stocks

Goin' on a killin' spree, I couldn't fuckin' stop

Don't ask questions, ain't talkin' to no cops

Finna walk in the room, I'ma get 'em terrified

Shit be sweet but I'm mad, yeah, everybody dyin

Put that mans in ya crew, everybody doing time

Got this shotty in my hands, point it at you, got the fye

Can't handle all the consequences, at that point don't do the crime

I'm never trying to hear no shit, lil' bitch, I don't wan' hear you cry

Blew his head off, straight off his neck, and he died

I heard ya mans died on Christmas, Felíz Navidad

Why you had to do it to him?

Why you had to do it to him?

Why you had to do it to him?

Why you had to do it to him?

Why you had to do it to him?