Heavy steppin steady in my dunks Step on enemies to let them see the leather on the tongue

Said these forces black and yellow rep the letters on my front

Bet he talk about his mama when we let him out the trunk

Re-up for a quarter of the flip

When the stock is running low you drop the profit by a fifth

Squadded up and lurking, hit the block and cop a sip

Spot an op and drive it slow, peell his top and watch him twitch

Scoped up, hit him in his throat, watch him choke up

Semi with the dirty 30, red tips get poked up

Chop the stock and barrel so it fit inside the coat

Slip some quick inside the coke and burn the sucker like we smoked up

I know he stay on maple but the goofy ain't important though

Homies make a dollar, flip a dollar then import a bow

Steady with a bale but the money moving sorta slow

And homie with the chopper said we gotta let the .40 blow

I done too much to turn back, and I done too much to go on

I guess in the end it all catches up with me

My grandpa asked me one time if I care whether I live or die

Yeah I do, and now it's too late

This automatic cause is awful tragic loss of masses

Dawg this casket matches opps, I bought the gat I popped it blasted

Chop the plastic plastic mask and chopper black and toss it off the ratchet

Magic Johnson accurate, bastards talk a lot of bat shit

Got a lot of package on the low

Acting different, packing something, cop a jacket for the show

Lacking never, toting God's wrath, the bastard finna choke

Hella castles on my body, bought Versace for the hoe

Yo

Lil shorty let me tell you about the east side

Bought a .22 subsonic when the G's slide

Fully automatic bass drum on the B side

Pull up to the spot, 30 opps, hit em three times

Lil shorty jealous of my D size

I'm just tryna fuck, give that little bitch a cream pie

Lurking class jacket, castle jeans, never Levi's

Knocking off a witness to the scene, never leave eye